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Da Goodness Lyrics

"Da Goodness" was written by Duke Ellington, Juan Tizol, Irving Mills, Reggie Noble, Trevor Smith.
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Yo, bless the steel, step out dressed to kill
Spark the L, "Whattup Doc?" What the deal?
Clock the squeal, the MC overkill
Certified cylinders 35 mil'

Jumpin' out planes, Doc's Da Name
Cock the flame, back to delete the pain
Hater, IKSRFO, don't Piscapo
Hit the safe for cake, shoulda switched to coal

Nigga, sneak a pound through custom drug hounds
Bound to rob your neighborhood Walbaums
Me and my man jumpin' out Sedans
Tappin' your jaw, like Sugar Ray did Duran

I, execute like wars in Beirut
Twenty-two inch rims to parachute out the Lex Coupe
The rhythm hit 'em without the venom in 'em
Pen'll scare them with the shit I pull out the John Lennon

Hah, Dogstar, your girl smokin' a lot
I been had a demo before, "Ridin' High"
Five whips straight up, cash out the car lot
Clorox your Fort Knox, till y'all call SWAT

Bite off your ear for a souvenir
Switch from Red to Roy, give you Primal Fear
If you don't know the click then you're smokin' wet
Funk Doc, Def Squad, from the Jersey set, ah

Wild the fuck out, smoke the fuck out
Drink the fuck out, freak the fuck out
Bug the fuck out, scream the fuck out
Black the fuck out, act the fuck out

Do you feel it in your body? Shake your stinkin' ass
Do you feel it in your body? Shake your stinkin' ass
Do you wanna rock a party? Shake your stinkin' ass
Do you wanna get naughty? Shake your stinkin' ass

Oo-wee! I think the heat is on
Ninety-seven Cheech and Chong, I'm reachin' y'all
Right on, my palm is like the cape on Spawn
Active frequency, trip the car alarm

Ribbit ribbit ribbit, got moves to make
Choose the date, today you hallucinate
Smokin' me out without war, torn, ghettoes
Opposite of Goodfellows, Dinero

Go to any borough who rock the mic thorough
Got your wife sayin', "Not tonight, hello!"
Money talk, bullshit walk, ask Kris
The baptist, roll Garcia's with hashish

You need classes for practice to tap this
Jurassic crab shaft nasty ass bitch
Hot potato, drop the data
Guard your Emancipation Proclimator

Lock shit down, cock the pound, no doubt
As a juvenile, brought cazals off canal
Brick City be the pros at wildin' out
Off at the mouth, get dressed like Thousand Isle

Got a degree, on the hash and the leaky
Crash in the V while we Master the P
I beez Bout It Bout It, causin' low mileage
Blacka, make Zsa Zsa Gabor cha-cha
Spit somethin' to you then turn your eyes cockeyed
Down with the Outz - ah ha ha, ha ha!

Yo tremblin', pickin up the pen again, adrenaline
Got impact like DJ Boo on, "Benjamins"
Sentiment, hit you with your thongs and your Timberland
Fuck ya, rob ya, cops say, "It's them again!"

Choke the fuck out, joke the fuck out
Sweat the fuck out, pass the fuck out
Black the fuck out, flip the fuck out
Drunk the fuck out, bug the fuck out

Do you feel it in your body? Shake your stinkin' ass
Do you feel it in your body? Shake your stinkin' ass
Do you wanna rock a party? Shake your stinkin' ass
Do you wanna get naughty? Shake your stinkin' ass

Yo, Pepe LePew I ain't messin' wit you
Or stressin' your crew, your own niggaz be testin' you too
Fuckin' wit you, makin your bitch unbuckle her shoe
Watchin this bitch while she already know what she wanna do

She follow me home, and on the way she swallow me bone
The Don Corleone, she wildin' all inside of my zone
C'mon bitch, let me creep you out, peepin' you out
Sneakin' you out, over to my crib, freakin' you out

Eveready, now turn off the telly, turn off the celly
The way I be hittin' it got you sweatin' makin' you smelly
Shit funky like your mother with her stinkin' ass
Type of shit that'll have you aggie and ready to blast, whoo

Baby, just hold a second and give me a chance
Let me go put my rubber on so that we really can dance
Now we huggin' you know we fuckin until my nuts bust out
Cardiac arrest of the pussy and pass the fuck out

Bug the fuck out, sweat the fuck out
Drink the fuck out, stink the fuck out
Act the fuck out, smack the fuck out
Fuck the fuck out, freak the fuck out

Do you feel it in your body? Shake your stinkin' ass
Do you feel it in your body? Shake your stinkin' ass
Do you wanna rock a party? Shake your stinkin' ass
Do you wanna get naughty? Shake your stinkin' ass

Do you feel it in your body? Shake your stinkin' ass
Do you wanna get naughty? Shake your stinkin' ass
Do you wanna rock a party? Shake your stinkin' ass
Do you wanna drink a forty? Shake your stinkin' ass

Stinkin' ass
Stinkin' ass
Stinkin' ass
Stinkin' ass

Songwriters
DUKE ELLINGTON, JUAN TIZOL, IRVING MILLS, REGGIE NOBLE, TREVOR SMITH

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Lyrics © DELLA MUSIC PUBLISHING, LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, EMI Music Publishing

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