Boot Camp Clik - Ohkeedoke Lyrics
[tek]Lets go...no time to do your hair, baby[starang]Ayo! there the go kid![all]Right there! right there!...oh oh, oh oh...[ms]Im movin smooth like a wet foot glidin across ice,Because these fools who be sliding on tracks, braggin they niceHeadz screamin they need it, but do you really want hardcore?Stakes is high like de la, plus Im fiending to start more[starang]Trouble on the double, yet cooler than any hooliganFrontin on the mic nigga, who you think you foolin with?Yall be on the mic kickin nothing but that nonsenseNigga please, ease back my crew been the bomb since[tek]Tell me to maintain and keep doin my thangKeep my dick in my pants, and just stack the greenShorties cant be coniving, had to flip about warningNow you in a cell tryin to post bail by morninChorus:[starang]:now in the back of my mind, yo I really do hope[tek]:that mother*****ers out here dont take my crew for no joke[ms]:cause if our backs against the wall, then we goin for broke[all]:but well never fall victim to the ohkeedoke![starang]:it goes on and on and on and on[all]:you keep on, and you dont stop[starang]yo, it goes on and on and on and on[all]: you keep on and you dont stop[starang]Steepin to ya, dru ha, you hit the jackpotStarang bust thangs since tek found the a-black spotMe and mr. smokee, playin the lo-keyPuffin; on ls, I never fell for the ohkee...[ms]...doke! when your plan goes up in smokeLike a bob marley spliff being smoked to a roachBut on the contrair, if I smoked an ounce a dayItll only make a mess when I bounce this way[tek]The jail scene aint workin no more, got me punchin a wallFam put a block on the phone, wont accept collect callsAnd to top it all off, heard my co-defendant turned canaryStutter steeping through the house lookin all scaryIm just waiting to face him in the mess hallThinkin bout the tyson loss, gettin my reps offAnd the niggas in the world that I used to roll withDont even write scripts, thats the ohkeedoke shit[chorus][starang]Niggas say starangs smooth, just like ice without cubeIm nice without dudes, on my mother*****in trackNiggas call me starang, others call me jackBut if you call and Im not home, you can call me backBut no matter where Im at, I always rock the showThe niggas next up on the mic, yall niggas gots to goPhantom of the opera, yo I blow scenes north, south, eastWest, ***** your chest dukes, get it out your mouthpiece[tek](I was) laid back sippin becks, gently cleaning off a black tekJps cuban link got my neck laced (shine baby)Steal the show like a thief, blow without a traceSee so many wannabes steadily tryin to be meAct grimy, crimies constantly scheme how to fi meOut to get the bonus, becoming assed out like the homelessNo disresepct intended, but its a *****ed up world we live in[ms]My lust for hip hop got me strivin for perfectionAnd when my inner glow shine, you vision my reflectionAnd now chumps had to get a closer glimpse at itAs sweat trickle down your face, you break into a panic[chorus](phonecall 1-900-get-da-boot)[tek]Like when your shorties put on helmets and shouder pads, thats the ohkeedoke,When shorties come to see a nigga with...while you bleedin is the ohkeedoke,Too[starang]Magnum force...[tek]World wide...[starang]Strictly bcc...strictly bcc...It goes on and on and on and onYou keep on and you dont stopWord up yall everything is nature, word up yall, I dont hate chaWe keep it movin...we keep it movin...[tek]Yo, gettin pulled over when you just got your wallet at your cribWith your license...thats the ohkeedoke...
