A Tribe Called Quest - Money Maker Lyrics
*all vocals by the lone ranger (q-tip)*This is the lone rangerIf youre one of the fortuante to purchase thisA tribe called quest, the love movement albumYou are privliged to witness the first in a series of attemptsTo rectify music from its rectulnessAgain, this is the lone ranger with his first installmentMoney makerListenColder in the winterAnd hotter in the summerGet on upGet on upLive your life right when you be corruptVolcano about to eruptGet it up, get it up, get it upGot the motivating joints that keep your ass jumpingWhy when a nigga get on, you want somethingYo I got the posinious traps for little rats that fiendIn come the bedroom dreamKick it at a slow or at a quick tempoA ladies disposition wont ***** with the mentalIm built for conflicts with chicks with issuesI can lick the wounds bring ease with miss yousBringin all the pain and makin things shiverThe beat make you bite your nails and shit your liverAnd we gonna give a encore performanceHaters seem doormant while my presence is enormousTarnations, I went goldStreesed out with faith but told cats to get a holdWho is the nigga whos mic is strongerRock for an hour and he might rock longerKid youre perplexed, seems I better get to gonginThe clean up man, hang you up like on andDont step in the arena, thats a stern warningIm the pops, I raise the sun like morningSeems youre still sleeping, hey, stop the yawningOpen up the blinds and witness the dawningThe new application and Im the applierAnd Im a set it off like fireYeah yeah, thats where its atMake it hot and phat and like puff (I like that)Now I got to urge you on to move aheadDont dread, cause I keep the stock in the shedAnd if you need a boost, then I got the jumpBecause we prone to make the party go bump bump bump bump bump bump bumpWhere you is, if you the baby daddy then uplift the kidsGet back and plan, dont be on front flossinIncognito, you heard the name quite oftenYou dressed in black and been issued a coffinI thrive on this plain, you off to the lost oneLike cayon pepper, it gets hot to the better>from each little dash it get the whole smashIts tasty too, so satisfy your whole pallidFake ids are revoked, theyre invalidInfractin bodies out on the dance floorIs what I wanna see, not less but much moreThe lyrics just spewed, he got good reviewsThe kid made the news, how he left no cluesOn how he just murderlized the whole damn jamHe just got results thats smiles and waved handsThe mission could never be accomplished, howeverUntil we bounce to a autumn where hot weatherAnd still well be able to rock and rip crowdsWhile other emcees say nuthin and talk loudWhile other emcees say nuthin and talk loudIf you with the tribe, chest out and be proudShake your money makerShake your money makerShake your money makerShake it, shake it
