A Tribe Called Quest, J Dilla - That Shit lyrics

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Yo, what's ya name, pa? (It's Jay Dee)
And what's the name of ya crew? (It's SV)
Yeah, that's Baatin and that nigga (T3)
Ayo, tell me where you from
(I'm from the D, y'all
Ha ha, I'm from the, D D, D D D D, D D
D D D D D, y'all
I'm from the, D D D, D D D D D D
D D D D D, y'all)

And this goes out to everybody who doubts
Runnin' ya mouth
And don't know what you talkin' 'bout
You ain't familiar wit' the D
Don't go that route just keep ya hand on ya
Toolie if ya walkin' 'bout
It's all live now
And for the greatest amount
But make the ladies say "Oh"
Nd the hoes say oww
And the owls say whoot da whoot
Yurnin' it out it's SV still on a quest
Baby knockin' you out it's like dat

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(And who are you?) the Abstract
(Ali is here and Jay Dee)
Yeah, he did the track
(Now would you say that it's tight?)
It's type phat
(And what we want y'all to do is)
Is come react (Cause we do it all)
All night night, night night night night
We do it all, all all all night y'all
We do it, all night, night night night night
We do it, all all all night y'all

Word up
It's The Love Movement, it's all love
‘Cause we make muhfuckas be fond of us
We like the ladies, intelligent ones
But when the lights go out
It's time to fondle us
It's apprehension, when playin' ya joint
‘Cause Jay Dee makes it sound so marvelous
If you beefin', then settle ya soul
While we make all of y'all
Just bond wit' us
Got your work on you, you better put it away
Police be lookin' for the vandalous
Jay Dee from the D, SV family
Phife, these jokers can't handle us

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Now what you change ya name to?
(Mutt Ranks, yo)
And what you really gotta do?
(Get the bank, yo)
And when you wake up in the morning
(I give thanks, yo)
And all these ladies seem to be
(They seem to come in flanks, yo
Because I’m, nice with mines
Mad nice with mines
Nice with mines, mad nice with mines, yo
Word nice with mines, crazy nice with mines
Once again, son, I’m nice with mines
Check it)

Phife can make it iller
With the dominant flows
Put the bite back in it
While the confidence grows
Dawg got flea-bitten written, I stay shittin’
On competition, we hittin’ like Cal Ripken
Brothas is playtime like Animaniacs
We be puttin’ in real time
That’s why y’all bangin’ that
Niggas can face off but can’t get shorty
I make y’all erase off
'cause y’all ain’t naughty
What’s up to Treacherous
Let’s get it in line
It’s the girls who’s sweatin’ us
Let’s make 'em refined you got to
Make it hot for the hoods in the street
Wack producers need to stop
With them crackhead beats