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Smokin' Dopin' Lyrics

"Smokin' Dopin'" was written by Simon/smith.
"Smokin' Dopin'" was written by Simon/smith.

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Yeah, smokin', dopin', keep your ears open
Put me on the flier and Im guaranteed to rope in
Twenty-thousand people to the place that I play at
And have 'em even sayin' how could someone say that?

Theyre as good as the man who just saw
Please give me some more of those hoopin'
Scoopin', rhymes you be troopin' if you dont know
The new dance, Patti Duke 'n clap your hands

Stomp your feet, snap your fingers
Im snatchin' airplay from all you, AIDS catchin' singers
Its a special delivery on your front step
My pictures on the cover and the rhymes are in effect

'Cause I love to lay down joints for the playground
And have you odn sayin', yknow, J sound
Righteous, the brother did what he had to
I didnt talk about this, so I had you

Sleepin', breathin' sayin', yo, he aint keepin'
His promise to astonish, from weekend to weekend
But here it is, the jam of all jams
And from this day forth MCs are gettin' slammed with the

Uhh, aww yeah, uhh ahh
Uhh, aww yeah, uhh ahh
Uhh, aww yeah, uhh ahh
Uhh, aww yeah

Im the wise wizard of the microphone, swingin' it
Heres a mean joint, all the hip-hoppers are singin' it
Doin' a dance in tight bike pants
So get up on it , hoe, youll only get one chance
To work out, the soreness in your muscles

Do your own thing, even the hustle
MCs Ima torture, thats already known
But while Im torturin' them, Ima leave you alone
So you can bump, grind, and rub up against your partner

And look wild like youre tryin' to get a part in a
Dirty movie on the hip-hop tip
Now tell me
(Tell you what?)
That brother, l aint tryin' to flip with the

Uhh, aww yeah, uhh ahh
Uhh, aww yeah, uhh ahh
Uhh, aww yeah, uhh ahh
Uhh, aww yeah

Movin', groovin', admit that youve been
Shocked and rocked and Im on top
And its been proven, Im self-reliant, on stage Im defiant
All those rumors are small things to a giant

Im not a cool calm, collected type of brother
Im kind of hype, thats why Im a good lover
In bed Im energetic, kind of like a freight train
Goin' so crazy I have the girlies sayin', "Wait, James"

I do, damage use the beef to build a sandwich
And when Im done, shell be sayin'
How did you manage to make me feel pleasure from my toes
To my head? On top of that, you ran laps around the bed

So bust out the pumped up funk that Im revealin'
And listen to it, while youre in your car wheelin'
On on your Walkman as youre starin' at the ceilin'
Or when you and your love is sex-appealin' to the

Uhh, aww yeah, uhh ahh
Uhh, aww yeah, uhh ahh
Know what Im sayin'?
Uhh, aww yeah, uhh ahh

Its like a smooth joint
You know what I mean?
Uhh, aww yeah
Real mellow, on the love tip, check it out

Uhh, aww yeah, uhh ahh
Uhh, aww yeah, uhh ahh
Uhh, aww yeah, uhh ahh
Uhh, aww yeah



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