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Wuditlooklike (Album Version|Explicit) - Redman
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Wuditlooklike to all you trick b**ches
And you punk a** niggaz out there
I'm talking to you live from WFDS
We're from the DarkSide radio
It's about two thousand degrees down this motherf**ker
But the funk just don't stop
As we take y'all fat DarkSide-poly asses on another journey
To the DarkSide
Wuditlooklike when I wipe off my sweat
Verbally I'm untouchable like Elliot Ness
To the best of my ability I rock any facility
And f**k the yellow cabs I smoke buddha out deliveries
I'm just as high as the f**kin friendly skies
When I'm open you can't even see my chinky eyes
Cause the buddha I smoke is no joke when I'm loc'ed
I wet it you be like that sh*t be soaked
I'm sagging my Karl Kani
And two black guys when I get busy like the l I
Well I swing it back and forth like a leaf
Without traffic I flow like the BQE
But I can pass niggaz straight out of first class
leave em huffing and puffin like first day at lemans class
PPP got the Glocks and techs
And DEF squad always got some fly sh*t on deck
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The funk Doctor Spock blow the watt through your box
Because this type of funk you don't hear on the regular
Rock six seven eight nine ten to eleven ta
Knew my style got more powers than cocoon
Zoom your focus I drop the mic and leave it smoking
When I'm vexed my concepts wreck like effect
I'm robbing your brains with antilogical phenomical
Suicidal with lethal type funk spread your nodules
Straight up the weight up plus I max like a beta
Boy I f**k your head up like a blunt that's laced up
The boogie verbalist vocalist
I get open with g scannings on the fake soloist
My style g down like Ike switch up like dykes and
You'll be telling your psychologist wuditlooklike
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Wuditlooklike suckers punk motherf**kers
B**ches be actin funny don't wanna show me no love cuz
They think I'm crazy and like mentally sick
Ahhh give em the **** they quiver like fish I
Smoke a pound of herb a day and yo
Some b**ches say I'm the Mack like Maceo
I don't be that I just beez the funk disease
That leave MC's recognizing like Sam Sneed
The funkindominal I bring drama to any rendezvous
Rock three sixty five twenty four Monday through
That other sh*t makes them other ship flip
Funk ridiculous inconspicous with lyrics
A uhhm oh seven one oh three's where I from
Been gettin dumb every since Harlem World used to jump
I bust off the Glock for the hood and the block
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