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
Tercüme: Q-Tip. Hey.
: 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
this but we don't see nothin' And people if you feel me get this ho shit jumpin' So don't believe e'rythin' you hear Just like a Q-tip, niggaz be all
box Hey you, better come clean like Jeru Before I take phase two and do another pay-per-view To your crew, I give a boom bip to Q-tip Standin' tall like
level And he spreads in many ways So if you want to test the effervesce Come along and be my guest Yo, 'cause Jungle Brothers in the House And De La's in the house And Q-Tip
[Mad Child] I make heads nod like a hot-rod with hydraulics A beer drinkin ??? gettin plastered like alcoholics. I smash kids that fraulic or tip-toe
give a f-, aw shucks Hey yo, I almost forgot The curse is a plot but it's getting kinda hot So I'ma let profanity retire, hey But if worse comes to worse
A stroll in the park or your playground Put on your headphones, tell me how grenades sound Put on your walkmase and go underneath the town Q-Tip abstract
Q Tip: Hey hey hey hey Hey who dat? Hey who dat? Hey who dat? Check it what Hey sucka nigga whoever you are(x2) Hey sucka nigga hey sucka nigga
door and unplug the telephone, telephone Light some candles let me get a look at your, you got a body like a So, I put's the cotton ball in the Q Tip
breakin' 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?
the top tip hits with grit shit Then I'ma shift into high gear, my year, every year Let me hear someone near cheer Q blaze that and I'ma lose it like
