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Some information about Afro Connections at a Hi 5 in the eyes of the hoodlum Lyrics Title: De La Soul - Afro Connections at a Hi 5 in the eyes of the hoodlum lyrics Artist: De La Soul Album: De La Soul is Dead Visitors: 18 visitors have visited Afro Connections at a Hi 5 in the eyes of the hoodlum Lyrics since Feb 12, 2007. POS: This is dedicated to all those hardcore acts. DOVE: Yeahyou know them brothers that we used to look up tothat fell the fuck off. MASE: And now they doing all that R n B sh..(crocker!) DOVE: You mean Rhthym and Blues? DE LA SOUL: No! Rappin Bullsh... DOVE: Connection Aclickwhat? My dickchick I smack a fish if you thinks My connection ain t thickdick Headed like a punk whip I travel miles with a rhythmic lip I rock an Afro In 83geeyo And spray the sheen so I get a Soul Glow I play the corner tough And me and Mase pull puffs on a blunt MASE: Givin high-five is what I want So I puff a bluntI don t front I get spliffedget a stiff Then I go hump a stunt Like a pimp pro (Nahmana super ho) That s cool cause I m still an Afro bro YeahI m live for my life is hectic Every hourevery minuteevery second I keep a level head and stay down to earth Cause I ve been an Afro since birth POS: Yeah Now I hold my crotch cause I m top-notch I run amok Sasquatchand I like to eat live crab I ve got five beepersyou scab But you can find me directly on the Ave (You niggas cheat mewell who s that!) My breath never smells wack I eat the watermelon Tic-Tac Before I kiss myself I always jump back (Yogeethis track is stack) (And you know that) I do three flips When a punk flip on my duke lifts But I flex more strength when I m asleep On the other side with his main tapes Make her dry her facebuy her gold earlocks But I mayshe flocks round me like a donut She got sprinkles but I bite my way out More brothers come abouttry to scheme slick But the Native Tongue s thick Lick em real goodlike a real hood should But the fly tape let the car speakers shake I ran a cop downI smile a frown with a but Show gold teeth cause I ain t a vegetarian Not scared of beefsport a feather like Chief Got a scribble padyou can get these gonads Cause I m big-willedblow off like a seal Cause connection with the Afro is real DOVE: I be the gift of gabbut be a bro with a diss Because it s tough to bluff a cab No wonder Melle Mel is Rrrr-RAH! I play of tape of the son of La-di-da My cousin Rilo sells blowa G a day Keeps his kids hooraya size nine and half I kicks my tricksis to live for Island I mug a mug vicbut I s coolI self With the quickness I bust the true slang Show no pit to those who don t understand MASE: The Maseo got tailed with the big bail I busted loose but now the blue goose is on my tail I seen the ghetto go lower than it is (He don t care cause his nigga s selling crack to the kids) My jeans are brand newwith twelve more In the closet with my silkand below My 45 pack thickdraw quick If a nigga starts some shibidibidit My crib is uptowndowntownL.I. And another crib in Queens I munch some cornbreadBoar s Head My favorite porck chops and A plate of collar greens I chill with ShymelAkeemJaheed And the Rastafarians ll be the crown in And the Poppa But the connections are still a high-five (Let s get busy) Hottest songs from De La Soul : Fans who visit this lyrics also like: |
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