RZA, Kinetic 9 - Thirsty lyrics
[RZA, Kinetic 9 - Thirsty lyrics]
Drip, drip
It's hot outside man (drop, drop) One, two
I know niggas is +Thirsty+
(boodoodoodooodoodoo)
(Bobby Digital) One, two
It's hot outside (Bo-Bo-Bo-Bo)
About a motherfuckin' hundred degrees, humid
(Bo-Bobby, yeah, Digital)
And niggas is +Thirsty+ (Di-Di-Di-Digital)
Ayo, this I dedicate to niggas who bust guns
All my live niggas who sold
Vamps and didn't +Run+
My juveniles wild to stay
Out past their curfew
A build upon life and drink
Beers like their pops do
A subject of the streets
Yo kid it's +Burning Season+
Don't expose the joint
Without intentional reason summer time
(Digital) , dehydrated
Niggas out to quench thirst
Quench thirst, we might want to stay in home
Oh fuck it rock the camo', I got the ammo
A long shot, look like I play for the Knicks
So call me Rambo, Beretta 9, Killarm' recon'
(Digital)
Rob me, I might rob you, then it be on
Digital
Radical +White Boy+ push skate board
Not Mountain Dew old splash
D'ya see that bright yellow shirt
With the Wu W? Faced you with the flight of
A butter fly wing fierce as the eagle
Sting of the underground beatle
Might wobble or fall down inside the squabble
In summer time, cracked the ice cold bottle
Take the swallow
And give all praises due to the true
And do the Dew, just do the Dew, do the Dew
It's hot outside man (drop, drop) One, two
I know niggas is +Thirsty+
(boodoodoodooodoodoo)
(Bobby Digital) One, two
It's hot outside (Bo-Bo-Bo-Bo)
About a motherfuckin' hundred degrees, humid
(Bo-Bobby, yeah, Digital)
And niggas is +Thirsty+ (Di-Di-Di-Digital)
Ayo, this I dedicate to niggas who bust guns
All my live niggas who sold
Vamps and didn't +Run+
My juveniles wild to stay
Out past their curfew
A build upon life and drink
Beers like their pops do
A subject of the streets
Yo kid it's +Burning Season+
Don't expose the joint
Without intentional reason summer time
(Digital) , dehydrated
Niggas out to quench thirst
Quench thirst, we might want to stay in home
Oh fuck it rock the camo', I got the ammo
A long shot, look like I play for the Knicks
So call me Rambo, Beretta 9, Killarm' recon'
(Digital)
Rob me, I might rob you, then it be on
Digital
Radical +White Boy+ push skate board
Not Mountain Dew old splash
D'ya see that bright yellow shirt
With the Wu W? Faced you with the flight of
A butter fly wing fierce as the eagle
Sting of the underground beatle
Might wobble or fall down inside the squabble
In summer time, cracked the ice cold bottle
Take the swallow
And give all praises due to the true
And do the Dew, just do the Dew, do the Dew