| Llllllllllllike a glove!
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| Wuditlooklike, to all you trick bitches
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| And you punk ass niggas out there
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| I’m talkin to you live from WFDS
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| We’re From the DarkSide radio
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| It’s about two thousand degrees down this motherfucker
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| But the funk just don’t stop
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| As we take y’all fat roly-poly asses on another journey
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| To the darkside…
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| Wuditlooklike? |
| When I wipe off my sweat
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| Verbally I’m Untouchable like Elliot Ness
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| To the best of my ability I rock any facility
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| And fuck the yellow cabs I smoke buddha out deliveries
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| I’m just as high as the fuckin friendly skies
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| When I’m, open, you can’t even see my chinky eyes
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| Cause the buddha I smoke, is no joke, when I’m loc’ed
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| Then I wet it, then you be like -- that shit be soaked!
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| I’m saggin my… Karl Kani…
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| And Too Black Guys when I get busy like the L. I
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| Well I, swing it back and forth like a leaf
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| Without traffic I flow like the B.Q.E
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| But I can pass niggas straight out of first-class
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| Then leave em huffin and puffin like first day at Lamaze class
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| PPP, got the Glocks and techs
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| And Def Squad always got some fly shit on deck
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| I said wuditlooklike (wuditlooklike)
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| The Funk Doctor Spock blow the watt through your box
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| I come hotter than Treach, you bet about callin the cops
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| Because (this type of funk you don’t hear on the regular)
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| Rock six seven eight nine ten (to eleven ta)
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| Noon! |
| My style got more powers than Cocoon
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| Zoom your focus, I drop the mic and leave it smokin
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| When I’m vexed, my concepts Wreck like Effect
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| Verbal communications blow to the next ep
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| I’m robbin your brains with antilogical, phenomical
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| Suicidal with lethal type funk spread your nodules
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| Straight up the weight up plus I max like a Beta
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| Boy I fuck your head up like a blunt that’s laced up
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| The boogie verbalist, vocalist
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| I get open with, puttin scannings on the fake soloist
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| My style reachin down like Ike, switch up like dykes and
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| You’ll be tellin your psychiatrist wuditlooklike
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| Wuditlooklike suckers, punk motherfuckers
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| Bitches be actin funny, don’t wanna show me no love cuz
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| They think I’m crazy and like mentally sick
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| Ahhh, give em the dick then they quiver like fish, then I
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| Smoke a pound of herb a day, and yo
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| Some bitches say, I’m the Mack like Maceo
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| I don’t be that I just beez the funk disease
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| That leave MC’s, recognizing like Sam Sneed
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| The funkindominal, I bring drama to any rendezvous
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| Rock three-sixty-five, twenty-four, Monday through
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| That other shit, makes them other ship, flip
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| Funk ridiculous, inconspicous with lyrics
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| A-uhhm, oh-seven-one-oh-three's where I from
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| Been gettin dumb, every since Harlem World used to jump
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| And that’s for all them hardrock niggas that’s comin in flocks
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| I bust off the Glock for the hood and the block
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| I said wuditlooklike (wuditlooklike)
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Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Wuditlooklike , by - Redman. Song from the album Dare Iz A Darkside, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп