Public Enemy - They Call me Flava lyrics

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Yooooooooooooooooooooo!

that's what I got everybody up in the Bronx sayin

(Get the fuck outta here)

Everybody up in the Bronx is sayin

yooooooooooooooooooooo!

that's Flav shit nigga

They call me Flavor, Flavoristic majestic Flavor

don't you know that I'm the

Flavor that you gave-ah

I'm in the life that you live when you..

Ahh do it again

Now they call me Flavor

I'm in the shot that you shoot when you swishin

I'm in your dip and your dive when you dippin

I'm the aroma in your motherfuckin

kitchen (Now that shit's hot!)

Now they call me Flavor

I'm in your mouth when you wake

up in the mornin (DAMN!)

I'm the stink on your breath

when you yawnin (WHAT!)

I'm in the milk in the cows of the corn an'

Flavor Flav is the Flav, a mack

Flavor Flav will never stick you in your back

Flavor Flav is on the reel to reel

Flavor Flav is in what you feel, BOYEEE!

Now they call me Flavor

Flav will never stick you in your back

Flavor Flav is on the reel to reel, oh noooo!

Aiyyo (?) I don't know what the fuck I'm sayin

YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH!!

Get up get up get up and get down

Rock to the beat of a funky sound

Beat so sweet won't never go sour

Day by day every minute of the hour

The mornin hard eggs and tell me what's new

Got nuttin else to do but drink brew

Tryin to feel the flow, gettin so low

Standin there drinkin a quart of Old Gold

that's right, that's the way we gonna do it

And that's the way we gonna get through it

that's why I put my mind to it

And that's the way we gonna get

through it

South Freeport, break down

that's, where my families frown

After dark, Centennial Park

Go to Jones Beach, get on the back of a shark

GET IT NOW! WHAT?! HUH!

But I ain't playin, you know what I mean?

Ohhh shit, one more time

If you really want it put I can

put a nigga's light out

On the strength but I don't go that length

Cause, Flavor Flav don't live on that tip G

But don't get sleep on me

I get lurky boy

When you eat a beef jerky boy

Suey sauce and soy boy

I did it to 'em with Roy boy, whaaaaaaaaat?

C'mon, WHAT! Daaamn

C'mon, the rap Superman, CHAAAAAAAAAAARGE

YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH

Bring that beat back (hehehehe)

Bring that beat back (brrrrrrrr)

Bring that beat back

Bring that beat back

Do you know what I ain't got time to

waste on this shit all night

Fuck that, fuck that you know

cause I got other shit to do We gone!