"La Di Da Di" by Slick Rick & Doug E. Fresh [LIVE]

La-di-da-di, we like to partyWe don't cause trouble, we don't bother nobodyWe're, just some men that's on the micAnd when we rock upon the mic we rock the mic RIGHTFor all of y'all, keep y'all in healthJust to see you smile and enjoy yourselfCause it's cool when you cause a cozy conditioningWhich we create, cause that's our missionSo listen close, to what we sayBecause this type of shit happens everydayI woke up around ten o'clock in the morningI gave myself a stretch up, a morning yawn andWent to the bathroom to wash upPut some soap on my face and my hand upon a cup, saidMirror mirror on the wallWho is the top choice of them allthere was a rumble tumble, five minutes it lastedthe mirror said, "You are you conceited bastard!"Well that true, that why we never had no beefTHen I washed off the soap and brushed the gold teethUsed oil of olay cause my skin gets pailand then I grabbed the file for my finger nailsI'm true to the style on my behalfI put the bubbles in the tub so I could take a bubble bathClean, dry, was my, body and hairI threw on my brand new Gucci underwearFor all the girls I might take homeI got the Johnson's Baby Powder and the Polo CologneFresh dress, like a million bucks,put on the Bally shoes and the fly green socks.Stepped out the house stopped short, oh noWent back in I forgot my KangolThen I dilly, DALLY, I ran through the ALLEYI bumped into this homegirl named SALLY from the VALLEYThis was a girl playing hard to getSo I said "What's wrong?" cause she looked upsetShe said uh, "It's all because of youI'm feeling sad and blueYou went awayand now my life is filled with rainy daysI love you soHow much you'll never knowCause you took your love away from me"Now what was I to doShe was crying over me and she was feeling blueI said, "Don't cry, dry, your eyesHere comes your mother with those two little guys"Her mean mother steps and says to me "Hi!"Hit Sally in the face and deckedvi her in the eyepunched her in the belly, and stepped on her feetSlammed the child on the hard concreteThe bitch was strong, the kids was goneSomething was wrong I said what was going on?I tried to break it up I said, stop it, leave herShe said, "If I can't have you she can't either"She grabbed me closely by my socksSo I broke the hell out like I had the chicken poxBut uh, she gave chase, she caught up quickShe put a finger in the face of MC Rick, and said"Why don't you give me some play?And we can go cruising in my old jagAnd if you give me that OKI'll give you all my love todayRicky Ricky Ricky, can't you seeSomehow your words just hypnotize meAnd I just love your jazzy waysSo MC Rick my love is here to stay"And on and on and on she kept onThe bitch been around before my mother's bornI said, "Cheer up!" I gave her a kissI said, "You can't have me I'm too young for you miss"She said, "No you're not," then she starts cryingI says, "I'm nineteen", she says, "Stop lying!"I said, "I am -- go ask my motherAnd with your wrinkled pussy, I can't be your lover!"To the heart tick tock you don't stopTo the heart tick tock you don't quit, hit it!Lyrics provided by sing365.com

Channel: Music
Uploaded: April 9, 2006 at 10:28 pm
Author: dirtymics

Length: 04:11
Rating: 4.86
Views: 454267

Tags: classic  doug  fresh  hiphop  live  old  rick  skool  slick  

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