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Da Hol 9 - This Yo' Song lyrics
[Kaos - talking] And now for our next number I'd like to return to the classics Cuz this yo sooong dooooogggg [Girl] Uhhhhhhhh... [Kaos] Ladies take it to the dance flo', this yo song Girl get ya dance on Ladies take it to the flo', this yo shit Urbody nina pop in this bitch [Verse 1: Kemo] Now count up all homies where we stayed, on the blocks When I add em all up in my head, its a lot (whole lot) Now we to fill up in the spot is the plot Lemme see, what ya got, shake it watch the homies flock When ya, break it on in, make the grown men Hit the flo' and beat her faithfully like a liquor sto' (What? she a wrist to glow?) i got no chest to blow, never was a trick I never kissed her under no mistletoe givin me a picture show, baby girl I blistered toe But you shakin that ass, like Mystikal Put you in a figure fo', she listen to the Da Hol' 9 Every time she on the grind wit a fist of dough Call me Mr. Mo, add you to my list of hoes You can take a ride and you can fly right away with the Crow Say she never missed a show, what I'ma diss her fo' When she shake that ass she make it pop just like a pistol (BOO-Y!) [Hook: Kaos - repeat 2X] All my ladies and my hustlas In the club, on ya fingas Turn this mu'fucka up now (This yo soong dooooggg) [Verse 2: Kaos] Bang bang bang, wit me, Young Skeet Urry one of yall on the dance flo' is a freak I'ma be the MC, y'all follow my lead just wipe the sweat up off ya face and pop to the beat All off my mo-mos and my dimes out therre on the flo' She walkin and backin it back, like you up in the Mono Solo birds beatin in amps to now beakin Cuz Da Hol' 9's beatin them sleeves off of those speakers Cuz the he-say, she-say its 2 Deep, Mo, Dre 4,5 on stage and a hella thurl DJ Urbody from the front to the back, bored frats Sense ya roy strollin and nina poppin to them Track Stars In the clubs and on the radio man When they hear us say (uhhhhh) it's like, "that's my jam!" You know its all, to the goody when we bob But see people don't dance no mo' mo, all they do is nina pop Doooogggg [Hook] [Verse 3: 1- Kemo 2- Kaos] 1- Say baby gon and hit the flo', it's yo party Ya so naughty, its like a journey and so far My game has have been notor-i, they in the Mark-y Shake that thing, it's a crying shame, where my car keys? It's the cream of the crop, girl I don't nina pop I pop ninas, my demean-a greedy on the city block Hit the club scene, do my show, then collect my cream Urbody move around the flo', place is lookin mean 2- Now back back, tell em to back back baby Now take it to the flo', movin urry inch of yo Hypnotic body for Kaos and KemoSaubee You know the after party's at the Mariatti Meet us in the lobby Now I wanna see you g walk wit it Hold yoself, march wit it now Stroll wit it cuz I see you wanna roll wit it Move it all around like you ain't got no control wit it [Hook] - repeat 2X [Kemo - talking] Ay play it again dooggg... |
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