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Ugly Duckling - Friday Night lyrics
[Andy] It's friday night, on the streets of L.A. I'm going out cuz I've been working at the job all day Got the info line number, with directions to the site Ugly Duckling on the bill to rock the mic right Tonight, I gotta be hype, and get the crowd reacting I call Dizzy's house he says, "What's up", I say what's happenin' [Dizzy] Get my DJ on three way Don't forget to bring the guestlist See the freshest Off the wall like asbestos I rock without the D tops Walk without the reebok's Talk until the beat stops Than pick it back up with the beatbox And yo, I gotta ride so you need not [Andy] Cool, I'm leavin' at 7:30, we can caravan To the jam With Einstein, the two hand man In command like a general Lighter then a dinner roll Solid as a mineral Open like a centerfold *Scratches* Hey, save it for the chorus The crowd looks enormous So give a peak performance [Dizzy] I need a soundcheck, so my mic sounds nice I'll be in it in a minute like microwave rice I grab the mic like a dynamite stick Then light the wick?? And keep it lit With ever lyric I spit Beats to the rhymes We stick like turpentine Dizzy Dustin, Andy Cooper and Young Einstein [Andy] It's the jam [Chorus] *Scratches* You know it's on *Scratches* Get with it ya *Scratches* What, what ya wanna do? *Scratches* Rock, rock the old school *Scratches* Just listen real close *Scratches* [Andy] When we take crowds back to the days of the 10 yard fight The gyro mic They jump like excite bike Guaranteed delight When the needle drops sound Man, EQ the level so the needle rock And then, hand over the microphone I get a type grip Cause when it's time to swing I hit like Mike Schmidt [Dizzy] Get this I drop more lines then a tetris When young einstein throws on the dookie necklace He's the drum major With the sum to the fader Attacking the wax, on the record player Working up a sweat Till we close the set With the song that's *fresher then a moist toilette* [Andy] Now when the jam is over It's hugs and hanshakes And than the band breaks For shakes and pancakes I'm home for brand flakes and Z's Hit the backmat Take a hot shower And a cat nap please Don't call me in the mornin' Cause I'm on the sleep-in, mode Dizzy Dustin We did it again [Dizzy] For you, it might be over For me, it's just beginnin' The club must be endin' Cuz no one's bartendin' They turn on the bright light And I feel like a gremlin The jam is breakin' up But at my pad, it's reassemblin' Take ??? down the market Then I ride our limit Everyone's invited So I hope you be attendin' [Andy] It's the jam [Chorus] *Scratches throughout* |
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