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PERFORMING ARTISTS
A Tribe Called Quest
A Tribe Called Quest
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kamaal Fareed
Kamaal Fareed
Composer
A. Shaheed Muhammed
A. Shaheed Muhammed
Composer
M. Taylor
M. Taylor
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The Ummah
The Ummah
Producer
David Kennedy
David Kennedy
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Ooooohhhh (echoes) Say what? We was in the back of the joint cooling out And I saw this girl asked her if she like it like that Nod her head, yes, therefore I didn't stress Let my beat keep knocking cause we rock it like that Bust your ass slow, as if you didn't know Put my mic inside your brain zone, dis home dis It's the rhyme, it's the beat that vibe all together That makes the competitors sound like this Really do I care yo, I let down my hair When the music's up loud man, I jums real that Lyrical Valow, in club, in the go In Jeep in America, Tribe go mad Females ride when my niggas just ride With the songs we creating and musically relating Sex niggas talk, my body's in chart Meanwhile, they boot-shaking on some funk shit faking Wait, I can't front, stick men, here's a few who Really come to do what they say gonna do Back at the ranch, there's no car branch Everybody gonna move when we say move Do you like it? Say yeah if you like it like that Yeah! Do you like it? Hell yeah if you like it like that Hell yeah! Do you like it? Tell me if you like it like that Yeah! Do you like it? Two if you like it like that Come on! Who could be the one, rhyming ill, having fun Blowing up, making musical memories and things Elevate your thoughts on the vibe that we brought While we climbing we shine like a super bowl ring You could do it too, I mean hot like we do It's a lot like we do and make your own mark It's deeper than the song, hope you live your life long When you win, how you start, kid you gotta have heart Niggas in my shit, move, give a nigga room Back it up, it's a grown man making on time Plus you damn similar to Newport's Smoking ain't a new sport, smoke you, sister in vendible Gotta spread love, no matter where you are Where you at, where you went, cause nobody wants beef Fountain is good, just flows like a river Just go with a nigga, kid my stay ain't brief Put your heart in the day, in the night, family Enemies but yo I really don't wet that We was in the back of the joint cooling out And saw this girl, asked her if she like it like that (She like it like that, she likes it that-) (She like it like that, she likes it that-) (She like it like that, she like it that-) (Yeah, yeah, yeah- wait up wait up) Gat to get out of here
Writer(s): Malik Izaak Taylor, Ali Shaheed Jones-muhammad, Kamaal Ibn John Fareed Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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