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Da Beatminerz
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Best At That
Lyricist:E Dewgarde, J Kirkland
Uh, uh, huh, yeah, dah, dah (I'm skippin' jump shit right here) Dah, dee, de, dee, dah, dah
Da, dee, dee, dee, dee, dee Dee, dee, dee, dee Dee, de, dee, dah, dah
It's me, big D, the psychotic neurotic Never catch me in the street without some green exotic Fly-ass whip, pockets stay knotted Step outta bounds and wind up, red dotted
The socialite with the flows ya like Overweight nigga, dressed in the clothes ya like Probably see me in the club with some hoes ya like And you know I put it down when it's foes to fight
Can't fuck wit'cha love if ya toes ain't right I'm on some bullshit but yo, that's my chosen right That's cool 'cause all I see is O's in sight Drop shit that'll lift every nose in sight
Like I'm supposed to do, postin' boo Make you jump around like the Holy Ghost'll do Let the words get close to you I'ma show you how cats sleep just like the most of you Come on
When it comes to spittin' game, I'm the best at that One extreme to another like sex to crack Beatminerz and Swing do, and bless the track And if the L's too short smoke the rest of that
I'm like Triple H flying off the ropes Bring a smile like some coke, fresh off the boats I make, you and your boys take off ya coats And if ya girl talks back, get her off the soaps
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com I'm like fuck you, see I'ma scratch ya name On some big wheel shit when I match the game On the low chillin' with a hatch back in Maine And I still run with niggas that'll snatch ya frames
Yo pardon me, you ain't catch my name? It's D-Moody In the Four Seasons about to make a nudie Used to see hard times but now I see booty
And quite often be up in the loft And fat asses, titties that are soft and greened out So you might hear me coughin', I'll make ya dumbass an off And I'll be the one to put the nails in ya coffin
When it comes to spittin' game, I'm the best at that One extreme to another like sex to crack Beatminerz and Swing do, and bless the track And if the L's too short, smoke the rest of that
You get a smack fuckin' with this aristicrat I'm the element that turns coke from this to that You against me, it's like fightin' fist to bat It's gonna be hard to smoke when your ribs get cracked
Think of that, come on if you think I'm wack Me beatin yo' ass in a mink and hat Bounce off from the scene in a Lincoln Nav So motherfuckin' plush you just sink in the back
And I told you heffers before, never before Will you see a beatmaker ever this raw? See me in the streets stunning in a yellow Valor Big D always leave the crowd yellin' for more
One of the flyest big niggas you will see If you can figure that black, you will be Overcome with a mild case of lunacy When I drop the LP nigga you will see
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