me like a friend But love me like your man No other could contend Or we could be like Doves exposed 2 history Like staying with each other with truth
The name is Q-Tip, enterin through the middle from the left, dead all the jokes and the riddles Comin from the maximum gain, the octane that's on the
(feat. Busta Rhymes) [Intro/Chorus: Q-Tip] I be that nigga that I think y'all know With Mr. Busta Rhymes (A-yo, I'm in the studio) [Busta Rhymes] Girl
of Halle Attitude - angry, snotty, speaks slang and cocky Time to hangin gotta bring a posse Through rainy days she got me, like Whitney stay wit Bobby [Q-Tip
Neva step below this Vivrant Thang Get into the swing, Do the lil' Ding-Ding Me and Q-tip gon kick this thing This Vivrant Thing [Hook: Q-Tip] It's such
[Q-Tip] One two.. Dedicated, dedicated.. Yo I remember, it musta been about, ninety-one, ninety-two Somethin like that.. We had did a show, in San Fran
doin' our thing Uh, check it out now Uh, yeah yeah now Uh, check it out now Uh, no doubt yo [Q-Tip] You such a thang, a sexy little thang I'm Hot Boyin
[Q-Tip:] Bodies in the street, killing over head Marvel at the sky, as it turn blood red Peelin' caps back til the white meat show This is natural, for
[Q-Tip] Shocka called me up to do this thing for Soundbombing And I figured that I'd do it cause it wasn't no harmin' Shine a little bit in case somebody
(feat. Raphael Saadiq) [Q-Tip] Ummah, Ummah, Ummah [1:] S-A double-D-I-Q Yo, he wanna get involved with you Mr. S-A double-D-I-Q Yo, he wanna get involved
me lookin for the key to release that first piece Three times two is six, Pete is one-three I'm the other half, known as the other trey Tourin to wild
You know what I'm sayin'? Talkin' about eatin' babies They want me to be like the Seattle Brother Ling I'm tryin' to be Q-Tip And they're like, "Nah,
her open like every piece of my mail when I was locked up Laced up stupid after I drop 'em Then fuck every model in Q-tip videos with the same condom
loose Instead I should of went to that party at the Muse For ugly, I didn't and here's where I'm at Chill, is that Q-Tip pullin out a gat Damn, now I
play cassettes from Raboni Which guarantees to put me on the narrow road Ayo, that's it from me, Plug 3, and Ali explode! [Verse 3: Q-Tip] When I rhyme
Lord Finesse Jazzy Jay, my man Q-Tip, KX, yo check it out Check one, two, no one to run to I Catch-22, when I began to Express myself on the lyrical tip
We ain't buyin' no tons and we ain't sugar called nutty Ghetto love to Shake, A-Bay, Pumpkin, Duggie and Tone (Rest In Peace) Be-Real, Tip-Q, Enemy, Jaime