Digable Planets - Dog It Lyrics

Send "Dog It" ringtone to your cell

Dps forever hit ya' with the live stuff

Suliman the bronx ripper on the live puff

V love that's my money like dominoes

Brooklyn do keep it rocking till the sun shows

I pop my junk my junk i pop my junk my junk

I pop my junk my junk pop my junk my junk

I pop my junk my junk like what you want you want

Pop my junk my junk i pop my junk

The noise that we made is blue in color sound

Those who play my crew couldn't walk the new found

I chalk the new sound i bop like teddy charles was burning

When i excuse on excursions

Arriving at the doors of mind shores of seas

Burnt you with degrees solarly

Plus my leather jacket go acid disappear in the wisp

In the mist with a fist

Proletariat cadilac steering it

Fro soul gold panther crew grab our poppers

Now i'm making bacon

Still saying wa ah salaam ah lakum

Fresh joints we make 'em like water

Butter rap treasures at my leisure whatever whatever

So i gave my mind a pound 'cause y'all we had it down

We symbolize the blessed and represent the rest

Grass in my pockets i release my hot rockets

K.b. said "what you give 'em?" i was like "mad rhythm."

That's my junk

Eric dolphy always hits me with the live stuff

Bahamadia back the sounds with the love love

T.j. and lisa real peoples 89 and still

In fort green on diamond back is where i'm at

Lyrics provided by http://www.kovideo.net/

Source - http://www.kovideo.net/dog-it-lyrics-digable-planets-292841.html

Feelin' da funk da funk that's in the trunk the trunk

I feel the funk da funk feelin' the funk da funk

I'm feelin' funk da funk i'm in the trunk da trunk

Feelin' da funk da funk i am the funk

I raise everyday for the mass

Tote my fist right up right against the fascist

Descend to my borough digs my diction

It's way on time pass the watch fifth line still shining

I'm left this year a unknown player

In my vein lives bell hooks derrick bell reggie butler

See marvin knew it and sly knew it

Cube know it and now we do it outta brooklyn

Outta sight brown sandals handle in m.c.s with angles

Commit to street corners where players be jay in

I'm saying a digable swinger

Word to mouth brought the clout 'specially in the summer

We vanish like vapor burn paper

We deal real-real so chill we linger in the funk

Yes yes bus stop what's up watt's up

On the script side

Low down the whole mix and flips i 63

Jay b and m.c. baby blue great

Do it fluent keep it real and straight

We make it bump de bump

We make it bump se bump

We make it pump se pump

We make it bump

Save your corny missions for the tracks you lying on

We got ammunition for the streets we dying on

Stones rocks subways blocks chill mode

Loot fold rebel wit no pause down to die for 'cause be-cause

Denia gotta see a fatter day

It's saturday i'm looking at the streets as my nikes

Cover asphalt dates wait at night

My weight crush trash broken glass

Play the wall with one foot up

Yo what up ish? what's up

The flyer we get the higher we get

Good tryers

Is good diers that it so i move

We showed and we prove

It's groove food

What's going on

You want to see knowledge born see c knowledge born

Before we fall victim we lick 'em

I ain't playin'

Meet me at the corner murder and adolpha

I bless you with some joints the mental hollow points

We do it in the park we do it in the park

That's right that's right

We do it in the park we do it in the park

I'm fluent after dark in any siteation

My tools jewels the nation

That's ho we bump

Send "Dog It" ringtone to your cell