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Slick Rick - Street Talkin' Lyrics

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  • Chorus: slick rick
  • Dont try to claim things I havent earned honest, man
  • Slick rick and outkast is on this jam
  • What kid? diamond on the 2-2 grand
  • Trying to help raise all youth to man
  • Slick the ruler rick his space to slam
  • Help clean up this land
  • The reputation of this man
  • Withhold and withstand
  • Verse one: slick rick
  • Outkast and slick, the answer is in it
  • Hon you need to get your ass on the dancefloor this minute
  • We bruise stuff, knock you out shoes, socks
  • Show your ass, move your ***** out, were mad smoove snots
  • La-di-da-di, mmmmm we like to party
  • Dont make me get money and platinumize my body
  • With bright stuff, known to earn a dykes love
  • Blind folks be like, somebody turned the lights off
  • Immense rep, poppin out a muffin
  • Make famous artists thats dead hop out a coffin
  • At the real estate, behavin type choosy
  • Want a palace with the shit beige and light blue please
  • Got the kid like watch your manners
  • Since I came out of jail, its like the planet gone bananas
  • Lack of strength a badder fella had
  • Lady lookin at me all stink, I had to tell her that
  • Chorus
  • Verse two: big boi
  • Uhh, I went from _players ball_ to bulldoggin
  • From bulldoggin to bowhoggin
  • Now bowhoggin and pimpwalkin
  • That strictly fresh and street talkin
  • And we all last like that there
  • Ruin them all up like cat hair
  • We never fall off like hat wear
  • We some of the dopest mcs out there
  • Now eat that, outkast and ricky d, ***** can you beat that?
  • Remember the time I laid them down to teenage love now see that
  • Just to sport a rhyme and break in new patterns like hymens
  • Shuckin and jivin was never the style
  • Im gon keep on beatin this line
  • Spittin that king shit, you cling shit
  • A tailor and a seamstress
  • New gators for you haters and the penis for all you beatches
  • Like an addiction cause I need it, hip-hop is that I be that
  • Like a junkie showin your monkey, cause I sho nuff like to beat it
  • Might just eat it just to skeet it, fold you up like you was pleated
  • Like some slacks and, relaxin, be strollin like some cats then
  • I got a, baby daughter, and I feed her with this rappin
  • Not trappin, b-boy, but rappin, huh
  • Chorus
  • Verse three: slick rick
  • Seems everybodys open off the grammar
  • The white fox pink velvet suit, white cabana
  • Listen baby girl, genius rick ta..
  • Dreamboat wish, you shoulda been clicked picture
  • (check her out) I dont know what youre tryin to figure out
  • Down south, barbecue ribs fly out a nigga mouth
  • And touchin me the chosen, for such a will opposin
  • Me and big boi tryin to give our children clothing
  • Smokin love - do we provide dope enough?
  • Even people unborn kid wide open off
  • The enginin Im sendin in
  • Even make construction workers start actin kind of feminine
  • (hi!!) 10%ll blast this hit from me and big boi
  • Who represent the outkast click
  • A jealous cat, lack of strength a badder fella had
  • Lady lookin at me all stink, had to tell her that
  • Chorus
  • Slick rick and outkast is on this jam..
  • Tryin to help raise all youth to man..
  • Slick the ruler rick his space to slam..
  • The reputation of this man..

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