A Tribe Called Quest - It's Yours Lyrics

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And it's yours

Commentatin', you illustratin,

All the beautiful things that a baller can go for

But i'm not that, I don't like to floss

If you need me in your universe, listen it's yours

Uhuh uh uh...

And it's yours

[Chorus]

Do you like this? Yea

Do you want this? Yea

Well if you had it would you flaunt this? Hell yea

Well it's yours

Talkin to a player who's already played can

Soon lead to boredom and your feelings just may fade

Never be intrigued by the young boy face

Look inside me love you see I got wild taste

I don't really know but

Somebody said that

A high-priced girl can really lay in your head

I don't know

If it's true now, I leave it up to you

Queenstyle, uh, well it's yours

Your style plus angle done up with finesse

Is rubbing you right and I hope you don't

Fess

Now it's time, to introduce

Myself as Tip so cut the other cats loose

Listen, I hope you're diggin this tune

Cause when I get you in a room I'm gonna make you swoon

A B S T R A C T

Usually the reason why a lady wants me

She write down her number, I make impact

Which only occurs, if the club ain't packed

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So ??? Come on, stop whilin, I got it all fixed

Just listen to the mix to the mix.....

Break down yall, break it down (x4)

To da beat, to da beat....

Ali, ali, ali.....

Common talk, deserves a walk,

While I sit in a range

Everything he says to you from now on

Since talkin to me, it all seems strange

Definitely

You will agree

Just let your mind be free

Relax yourself, I got you now

Yo, this is the place to be

What what what.....

Romance uh, Romance uh, Romance uh

A cracker jack joint to put on your ring finger

When you're all alone thoughts of us still linger

Once the picture is finished, the music ain't done

The difference is the memories, we had fun

Cause they'll be plenty of nights, that we can excite

No other could be me because I shoot the G right

Frid up some ??? with the collard green special

It's my crib, I'm Fred and you're Ethel

Massage your head up with a temple rub

While we cool and make love to a ???? dub

It's deeper than the tangible I want in

Can't you see it in my eyes, it's yours, it's no surprise

So we takin you back yo

And we illin on the track yo

On the dance floor never ever lie

Here we go one more time uh

Chorus

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