J Dilla

J Dilla - Anthem lyrics

rate me

Me seven?

Yeah, yeah, yeah!

Twenty-eight?

It's time!

Who is it?

Make nasty niggas from the block

To the ball from the ..on the rocks

..be straight to the back

...shake for the stacks

I place with the kick with the case to the block

One straight to the face with the ace to the jack

Let it past out of rhymes to my mansion there, we drink up!

..all hands and let me, uh

Get the hand, get the gin, get the crisp served

Get the pen, get the yens, get the picture

One to the two, gun to the shoot

Take boys in the club with funds to the roof!

We got chips and clips with the grips

Sick with the lips, with the lip, with the fist

Uh, what the tip say?...

Alright, alright, gimmie the hook, the hook

Party people, yeah!

Hook:

Hey, to all my ..joined players, we're off top

To all my women in the club, saying we're off top

And if you're sipping on some, say we're off top

They didn't know what the crook say, we're off top

All my life, nigga shit at your door, let's go!

Front to the back door, say we're off top!

Chicago, Philly, San Diego, we're off top

Brooklyn, Saint Louis, ATL, go

It's going down in here, my nigga past the liquor

We get left out, we get....

Cause it's D hard ...

Let's get em all...chase the hardest

Make nasty way, baby that's what's up

And I look away, texting with my plastic cup

With the remy in the left hand, bottles speak out plenty

Frat bootie at that chicks, we got many!

..and feeling nigga, that's what's up

We get live in the club, and you're no

We're left up!

Left up beyond all recognition

Trying to get this life stand back in position

And I'mma keep it gangsta like a Tony Soprano

I'mma hit that thing gangsta, having singing soprano

You can tell me busta, busters...

And now with some mustard I loosen the bustier

You know... so take them clothes off

More by the case, no white, no wet doc

And who got a light this time to spark

Smoke a doobie with a cutie, grab a cutie and a doll like

That's how we do it, make nasty!

And we get left out, we get nasty!

Hook:

Hey, to all my ..joined players, we're off top

To all my women in the club, saying we're off top

And if you're sipping on some, say we're off top

They didn't know what the crook say, we're off top

All my life, nigga shit at your door, let's go!

Front to the back door, say we're off top!

LA, Japan and DC, go! We're off top!

..a cop, the NC, go! We're off top!

Oh, ..day! Ah, Frank n Dank, Dilla dawg,

Hot one, hot two!

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