Jungle Brothers - 718 Kit lyrics

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Jungle Brothers - 718 Kit lyrics

[ Baby Bam ] 718 K-i-t, baby You gotta keep in touch if you wanna be my lady Like finders keepers, loosers beepers Cellular phones, metergrams and beepers All around my waist with the boomin ba** Bouncin up against your body if you want the taste You can leave your name and number on the s** machine Or better yet the address of the disco scene And I'll come, bring some of the good homecookin Just for you, girl, all the way from Brooklyn Scream, shout, good lookin out I guess that means you wanna get tooken out So pa** the peas and let me fix your plate And let your hair down so I can set you straight And chill, put your body on the pill Turn to channel 9 and let me watch Benny Hill No need to rush when I'm knowin that I'm gettin it Relax because you see, I ain't sweatin it Ahhh Yeah Yeah I ain't sweatin it [ Mike G ] Mike G on the run-through, scoop on the poop Turntables take one and mics take two Rhymes crazy fat like a baseball bat Or some booty in your lap, and things like that [ Baby Bam ] So let me see you shake that booty So I can swing my roo-too-tootie Let it hang from left to right Do my thang to ya all damn night Like that y'all... [ Mike G ] ...and the beat goes on And when you're runnin with the Dready nothin can go wrong Now hold on tight as the Bear sets flight The softer the seat, the longer the night Seven hineys deep and I'm gettin no sleep I keep lovin you girls and keep changin the sheets I got my meter runnin so I can't stay long I done came and gone, you're still singin my song Man won't get it and he seem to be frettin it I got another, so you see I ain't sweatin it Ahhh Yeah Yeah I ain't sweatin it [ Baby Bam ] Yo, I start sniffin like Mr. Snuffleupagus And all the freaks, they just can't enough of this Could it be my s** appeal Or could it be the way I wheel and deal? Kick a little lingo, baby, I'm single Gift from God but I ain't Kris Kringle Fly cutie, you in the Timberland boot Down with the Brothers and the JB troop Cooler than cool, coolin in my coupe So Dready Bear if you're here, tell me what's the scoop [ Mike G ] Shootin down s**ers from town to town Raise my eyebrows and I mop the clown Honeys on my back from the vibe I send Troopers on my tail from the laws I bend Dready Bear the cowboy, six shooter and all Step in the door and all drawers hit the floor Never go dry cause I just ain't lettin it I'm the Bear and you know I ain't sweatin it Ahhh Yeah Yeah Sweet Daddy ain't sweatin it Ahhh Yeah Yeah Dready Bear ain't sweatin it Ahhh Yeah Yeah Billy Bear ain't sweatin it Ahhh Yeah Yeah The JBeez ain't sweatin it Ahhh Yeah Yeah I ain't sweatin it [ repeated 4x ]

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