Danja Mowf

Danja Mowf - Are You That Somebody (Remix) lyrics

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[Danja Mowf]

Uhh, Danja Mowf

(WHAT? Y'all know)

North Side (aight) South Side

(I know what you thinking)

Danja Mowf

(Real MC's can rip over anything.. lesson A nigga)

East End, West End

See the flows that I come wit

Got y'all niggas talking dumb shit

About my crew, and the things I do

I'ma show you, another side of this game like Badu

Why do, you try to

test me, don't you know you'll die fool?

Told you that on Power 92, how many times I got to remind you

Last time, when I blast my fast rhyme I'ma leave your ass cryin

Better take your WIC to the check cash line

And buy something phat from VA and yes that's mine

D-A, N-J-A, M-O-W-F, or should I say WWF

The way I'm slamming all these emcees

brother please don't trouble yourself

With that RA-RA, you Ca-bore me like Zsa-Zsa

Make me laugh like ha, ha

I got soul like (Chiggananah Chiggannah)

Who's that crew, starting with the Su to the pa, then

F to the R to the I-E-N, D-Z, off the heeezey

That's it classic like Reebok, so dope that folk need detox

I don't care if the beat knocks

I could rip it with your momma on the beatbox

Taking us out is hard B

so if you feel you wanna battle when you see us in the party

You better ask somebody, (word) you really better ask somebody

[Aaliyah]

Boy, I've been watching you like a hawk in the sky

that flies, and you were my prey (my prey)

Boy, I promise you if we keep bumpin heads

I know that one of these days (days)

We gon hook it up while we talk on the phone

But see, I don't know if that's good

I've been holding back this secret from you

I probably shouldn't tell it but

Chorus One: Aaliyah

If I, if I let you know

You can't tell nobody, I'm talkin bout nobody

Are you responsible?

Boy I gotta watch my back, cause I'm not just anybody

Is it my go? Is it your go?

Sometimes I'm goody-goody, right now naughty-naughty

Say yes or say no

Cause I really need somebody, tell me are you that somebody?

[Aaliyah]

Boy, won't you pick me up at the park right now

Up the block, while everyone's sleep (sleeps, sleeps)

I'll be waiting there with my trucks, my locs, my hat

Just so I'm low key

If you tell the world

(Don't speak, you know that would be weak)

Oh boy, see I'm trusting you with my heart, my soul

I probably shouldn't let you but if I

Chorus Two: Aaliyah

If I, if I let this go

You can't tell nobody, I'm talkin bout nobody

Are you responsible?

Boy I gotta watch my back, cause I'm not just anybody

Is it my go? Is it your go?

Sometimes I'm goody-goody, right now naughty-naughty

Say yes or say no

Cause I really need somebody, tell me are you that somebody?

[Mad Skillz]

Yo, Mad Skillz get sick wit it

What you got? Whip it out, on the block, get it out

On the real, flip it out don't stop

when this drop you gotta rip it out

I got you, I got to hachh-too, spit it out

Face facts how y'all rate that

see a brother with Aaliyah bet y'all hate that

Where the bass at, find the wack sound

Got y'all niggas crying like the baby in the background

Who the mack now, Loc charge the set

Got you thinking that I'm broke

cause you see me in the parking deck?

Nah! My dough stack right, y'all better act right

I hit chicks like cat fights, left wrist pack ice

While you working at Soul Train making sure the shoe rack right?

Gimme that for the hype hit

I ripped this shit I don't even rap like this

[Lonnie B]

People think it's all about kickin bars

Gimmie your mind and let it get lost in the sauce

I be hittin y'all off yall lost

My clique will never fall off, niggy naw, naw

We done did it all, got people licking the ballz

Chicks kicking the drawers, getting bent in the Boss

My flow is so much quicker than yours

My joint is so much bigger than yours

The print in my drawers, think what I'm kicking is false?

I'll rap buck-bald in floss, show my balls and all

And do the Huck-a-Buck until you momma call the law

she better call em off

Cause I got shot guns and I sawed 'em off

And my nine nickle-plated in the car with Marc

My crew got Juice like Marley Marl

This hot eff y'all remarks, wiggy what?

Chorus Two

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