Quasimoto - Return Of The Loop Digga lyrics

Quasimoto and Madlib: L-l-loop digga Yo, it's the loop digga (Man, it's the loop digga) My n***a, my n***a (Yo, it's the loop digga) Yo, it's the loop digga (Man, it's the loop digga) My n***a, my n***a (Yo, it's the loop digga) Yo, it's the loop digga (Man, it's the loop digga) My n***a, my n***a (Yo, it's the loop digga) Yo, it's the loop digga (Man, it's the loop digga) My n***a, my n***a (Yo, it's the loop digga) Madlib: Some n***as be sampling the same-a** sh** Some n***as be looping up them played out hits But that's more for me, plus the peeps I'm down with We strive to create some way out other sh** That you ain't heard yet, we building up respect Then come the check, then I cash chips Now I go get more stacks of wax f** CDs, ca**ettes, eight tracks, and DATs f** all that sh**, cat I remember I was stealing old records from my aunt's closet Back in the days I didn't even know that I could make a profit off it I drop loops to make you feel like you been taking swiggers Yo, it's the return, n***a Quasimoto and Madlib: Yo, it's the loop digga (Man, it's the loop digga) My n***a, my n***a (Yo, it's the loop digga) It's the loop digga (Man, it's the loop digga) Madlib: Excuse me (Ah yes, you looking for something?) There's no prices on these records right here (Oh, the jazz records? Oh those aren't marked dude But if you look over here Do you have anything in mind?) Would you happen to have any uh Stanley Cowell, like 1970s stuff? (I've never heard of him) I think his stuff is on Strata East or something (Has he made any hits?) You ain't got none of that? (I doubt if I have him) Back there, you got some Grant Green or something? (Ah, Grant Green? Yes, 1958 Blue Note, Blue Note Records) Chick Corea, Inner Space? I'm looking for that sh** it's on Atlantic, 1968 (No, um, sorry) Madlib: What kinda breaks you got then? (We got a wide selection of Simon Harris) Simon Harris breaks? Nah, I'm looking for some sh** with some real soul (sh**? Excuse me?) f**? f** it (Got Redbone Breaks) Y'all got any reggae up in this piece or something? (We have no reggae in here) Nothing? (No, nothing) sh**, I'm out, buddy Quasimoto: Yo, Madlib, yo I know you comin' with all this other sh** man But I want you to hit them with that raw sh** right about now You know what you gotta do Madlib: One two, one two One two, one two Madlib and Quasimoto: The selective approach provides the essential conditions for creative freedom Uh-oh, I got sh** on deck just like a pelican The Beat Konducta orchestrate, put you under my spell again I drop the soul inside your ear hole Add the ba**line, then I hit you with a fat drum roll, hit it I'm tackling gods and dogs on Holy Thursday Like David Axelrod, I keep it raw from the first day I want it in the worst way but don't pay more than ten dollars Get together with Kan-Kick it's like we loop scholars Keeping Clifford Jordan on down to Willie Mason The Propositions, Ca**ietta George good for lacing It's like I got a goldmine in my soul supply n***as askin', "Yo, Madlib, why you waste so much money on records and getting high, man?" Man, I got no time for silly sh** Throw this record on, pack a bowl, take a hit Loop digga, loop digga Loop digga, loop digga Loop digga, loop digga Loop digga, loop digga Loop digga, loop digga Loop digga, loop digga Loop digga, loop digga Loop digga, loop digga Loop digga, loop digga Loop digga, loop digga Loop digga, loop digga Loop digga, loop digga Loop digga, loop digga Loop digga, loop digga