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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Roots
The Roots
Performer
Scott Storch
Scott Storch
Rhodes Piano
B.R.O.Ther. ?
B.R.O.Ther. ?
Drums
Black Thought
Black Thought
Lead Vocals
Divine Beings
Divine Beings
Performer
Graham Haynes
Graham Haynes
Trumpet
Hub
Hub
Contrabass
Josh Roseman
Josh Roseman
Trombone
Malik B.
Malik B.
Vocals
Steve Coleman
Steve Coleman
Saxophone
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Smart Abdul-Basit
Smart Abdul-Basit
Composer
Leonard Hubbard
Leonard Hubbard
Composer
Scott Storch
Scott Storch
Composer
Tarik Trotter
Tarik Trotter
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The Grand Negaz
The Grand Negaz
Producer
AJ Shine
AJ Shine
Co-Producer
Richard Nichols
Richard Nichols
Mixing Engineer
Bob Power
Bob Power
Mixing Engineer
Ahmir Thompson
Ahmir Thompson
Mixing Engineer
David Ivory
David Ivory
Engineer
Gordon Rice
Gordon Rice
Engineer

Lyrics

Datskat! I know you dig it when I kick it, baby! Datskat! I know you dig it when I kick it, baby! Datskat! I know you dig it when I kick it, baby! Datskat! I know you dig it when I kick it, baby! Di-bi-dis-banks, hip-flip-a-didip-didim-dow-hound You wonder 'bout the sweat pon my brow, formulatin' nouns I'll get down, boogie brother rock on, right on, right on The brown, rhymer organically grown, I've shown, while Sip-pida-didip-styles and proceed, to flow You know I'm flyer than G.I. so yo Joe Fuck, I run amuck, 'cause I'm the father of the fattest skatter Black is intellectual, cat that is perpetually Ritually catchin' wreck, don't step, I cut ya I mix the Sector 6 and now I knowledge butter words To prop up Afrika Bambaataa, a lotta, brother is out there Waitin' on that new shit, well, this is how we do kid The levels is correct one-two, call in a blunt too The front two, run through, good for you Brand new styles like Kung-Fu And rip this from the front to the back To all my peoples where you at I know you dig it when I kick Datskat! I know you dig it when I kick it, baby! Datskat! I know you dig it when I kick it, baby! Datskat! I know you dig it when I kick it, baby! Datskat! I know you dig it when I kick it, baby! Datskat! I know you dig it when I kick it, baby! Datskat! I know you dig it when I kick it, baby! Datskat! I know you dig it when I kick it, baby! Datskat! I know you dig it when I kick it, baby! Wadibi-dee-doo-bop-bop-bop-bop-bop Skiggy-dang, skiggy-dang, you knows we gonna rock And don't stop, just droppin' off my bags you fags When you define, the word behind, deserves you lags We blast off like launchers, launchin' off the rockets If you bugs, if you act like plugs, you're gettin' pulled Out of sockets, the extra-curricular particularly this Miraculous in lyrics they be callin' me Jesus Please just call me Maliq I'm not a prophet Pass me a topic and I'll drop it Because it gets, hairier, never marry or flurries a throne To hell with a boy upon the microphone Will be convenient, I'm never bein' lenient On them folk who gonna slow-up 'cause they a dope But a-bi-dee-doo-bop-bop-bop-bop-bop We makin' touchdowns, 'cause we knockin' butts down, so Datskat! I know you dig it when I kick it, baby! Datskat! I know you dig it when I kick it, baby! Datskat! I know you dig it when I kick it, baby! Datskat! I know you dig it when I kick it, baby! Datskat! I know you dig it when I kick it, baby! Datskat! I know you dig it when I kick it, baby! Datskat! I know you dig it when I kick it, baby! Datskat! I know you dig it when I kick it, baby!
Writer(s): Scott Spencer Storch, Malik Smart, Ahmir K. Thompson, Tarik L. Collins, Leonard N. Hubbard Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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