Hippa To Da Hoppa Lyrics - Ol Dirty Bastard

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My beats are slammin...

[verse one:]

My beats are slammin from the rugged programming
My man bob marley hey my man i'm jammin
You could never touch the stamina while i'm rammin the
Hip-hop crowd makes me rrrah rrrah rrrah
Other mc's got flipped with the ease
Beggin me for burnt cigar stop the music please
No cause i'm a pro rap to the convo
Make a crowd say hoe at a strip show
Represent my name is ason keep calm
Rhyme's too smoky funky like a stink bomb
Boom! blowin up niggaz better than pullin the trigger
So you betta run for covah!
Niggaz better loosen they xxx felt the glass
A forty ounce bottle yo yo yo yo money yo pass!
Woooh-woooh-woooh! i sweat it live
Mc gonna live god? no the nigga die
The max-imum of mc's are populating
The min-imum of those mc's are dominating
Now all and together now to what what who?
Rhymes come stinky like a girl's poo-poo
Hippa to da hoppa and you just don't stoppa [2x]

[verse two:]

Ahh xxxx here i go once again
Rhymes get shitty from the time that i spend
I come old like toe fungus mold
Ask my grand-pop pop duke gave my soul
Then i came with that old al green shit
Saaa-die taught me the ballisitc
I get you blurry in your eye with a high note
Down to the brownsville oops you got smoked
The xxxx i'm droppin is stinkin up your area
When i shoot it through like a messanger carrier
I keep my breath smellin like xxxx so i can get
Funky baby i'm not havin it

[chorus 2x]

Help master! [battle ensues]
Dragon-fist!
Horse-fist!
Bastard i didn't know who you were

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