Клип Redman - Tonight's Da Night
Клип Redman - Tonight's Da Night
Redman - Tonight's Da Night
Текст Песни Redman - Tonight's Da Night
Who wanna have a m*********in orgy? Word is bond, word is me Smokin mad blunts, and all the fronts and Check it out, whatcha want and Go on with slang, well get to bang, rockin my thang Funkadelic, hit you with irrelevant, heyyyy Micraphone check, I walk around the street with black Tecs and knapsacks I'm known for smokin a**-cracks til I get a** flashbacks So all my n****z if you're f***in damage let me hear ya you can *bo bo bo bo bo bo bo* now did you catch a victim? h*** NO Come back in to fatten to funky tracks Blast a m*********er until you're peekin through his back Cause my brain is twisted, funky realistic on the ill s***t I rock it til, b****es start givin up that punany Pajamies, up the coochie, pass the c***, pass the loose s***t Then BOO-YAA, I gave you another shot of the good s***t Don't believe me why your p**** breathin hard enough to pinch the c***oris, dangle it from my c*** I don't feel s***t So check me the original Joe Pesky freak the s**y I got more Gadgets than the Inspector, go-go jet-skis Then swoop through your troops knock the boots on your cutes Grab you for your loot, wrap my f***in chain around your tooth Cause, that's the way it goes when Tonight's Da Nite The music feelin Funkadelic and the mood is right I stick the nine between your eyes and blast you outta sight Cause that's the way the knotty-headed n****, rollin right Blunts by the boxes, I smuggle the chocolate thai to get me high when I ran through more n****z, than any kid that was adopted Plus an ostrich couldn't swallow my c***, quick cause it's stopped which makes the Soopaman Luva get stockings by the flocks b****, hrrrahhh So on and on and let me kick the rab That light skinned brother with mad shaft up your f***in a** You wanna see me get cool, the original rude bwoy, f*** with the new toys Like pistols, I dismiss crews, so order some new boys Blast the funky buddha's lockin ash up in my body For Fozzy Patsi I bring Sad Days to n****z constant... ..ly! Freak Funkadelic phrases cause I'm true school I'm f***in Madonna down to Smurfette down one down to M'bufu Funks formatic, the fat s***t, the wicked basket from caskets Plus I'm rollin blunts with n****z ashes Smoke on the choke, light a toke until it's proper I deserve an Oscar for pullin glocks out n****z mouths cuz I kill like that, plus I roll like that I'm that guy with cerebral-palsy even Bo knows that BUT f*** THAT, we drop the new runner to get some ganja Goin Uptown, we check Benny Red out, he pulls the smack out Then roll up the bills-nilz, or better yet the pute the loo-pay, rank near my nost to rock the block Hittin n****z upside the head with rocks in socks, glock on c*** Back, trigger-hap, P P P rockin that unity m*********er! Yeah yeah m*********ers, it's on it's on it's on Throw your hands in the air, and wave em like you just don't care And if you haven't been f***ed, by the Soopaman Luva Let me hear you say, oh yeahhyeah! Oh yeahhyeah! Funkadelic, hit you with the irrelevant facts and max, and on and on my crew pull gats Flick slaps em back, come on and f***in up tracks Kick the mad wicked, bricks to stick it Come on and, I get Wilson like Pickett then stick it She wanna check me when I'm lickin your a** And lickin ya down to your c***oris Do you remember this, b****, I know you're kinda hearin this Style that I'm kickin, yes I'm mad wicked Funkadelic, runs the mad train up your a***! Baby, cause I'm famous! Nope, I didn't mean that The mean fat black fat tracks and old dreams at I'm all teen strapped, sports a bean hat Want to rhyme to be down, but homey ain't gonna bean that

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