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Phife Dawg - Miscellaneous lyrics
Miscellaneous shit baby, meanin.. I'll make you wanna.. [Hook] Rock to the joint, roll up a joint Bust shots to the joint, Spike Lee to the joint Bounce to the joint, screw to the joint (Say what?) Yeah, you know it's on point (uh huh) Just vibe to the joint, ride to the joint Bump 'n grind to the joint, then skate to the joint Now slide to the joint, act wild with a joint Huh, once again it's on point, come on (here we go!) [Verse One: Phife Dawg] Party over here, fuck y'all over there Drinks on Malik, ya live once, I don't care Love the night life like Sonny love Cher Bound to take a shorty home, put her ass in the air Look at Miss Thingy, I heard she type pissy One that'll have simple ways, that'll block and get busy Fat Joe, Pun said it's all about trizzies Spit the game in her ear, in the coatcheck chick Had to give it to her, came out, pull out my zipper Now I'm like "WHOA" cause her come my baby father Shit money big, now I think I'm gonna need back up He walked right next to me and smacked her ass up WHOO that's a close one, here let me bounce Third floor, gotta see who else is in the house Up north, reppin with these chicks from down South Shorty sippin Hennesey, singin 'put it in your mouth' [Hook] Rock to the joint, roll to the joint Bust shots to the joint, Spike Lee to the joint Bounce to the joint, screw to the joint Uh, you know it's on point (no doubt) Vibe to the joint, ride to the joint Bump 'n grind to the joint, unwind to the joint Slide to the joint, act wild to the joint (yeah) You know it's on point, c'mon! [Verse Two: Phife Dawg] On towards chillin, now we at the after party Com' Sense, Mos Def, fuck it - everybody! Fuck chillin at the tele, I'm scoopin me a hottie Chillin load of girls, and those shorties lookin sloppy Came to the door, made the dancefloor wild Shorties "Sayin My Name" like Destiny's Child (aah) So I just smile, get em thirsty like 'ow' I know I'm type foul, trippy steady on a pile Eyes wide open like a motherfuckin owl Who's this tig bitty chick with the Colgate smile? Said her name was Tafy, with nose by to act me Straight from St. Louis, said she'd love to do me Smacked on her ass as if she worked at Big Skippy Wanted to give my neck a hicky, but something 'bout her's tricky Looked at the bar, oh shit it couldn't be! The J to the A to the N to the E You don't understand? Ask EPMD! Thinkin to myself, goddammit why me? Thinkin to myself, goddammit why me? Thinkin to myself, goddammit why me? [Hook] Rock to the joint, roll to the joint Bust shots to the joint, Spike Lee to the joint Bounce to the joint, screw to the joint Uh, you know it's on point (no doubt) Now vibe to the joint, ride to the joint Bump 'n grind to the joint, unwind to the joint Slide to the joint, act wild to the joint You know it's on point (no doubt, no doubt) [Outro] You know it's on point (no doubt) You know it's on point (no doubt) You know it's on point (on point..) |
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