* - "La La La" is also on "EA Sports Soundtrack Volume 2" available on iTunes
[Intro] La la laaaaaaa La la laaaaaaa, laaaaaaaaaaaah...
[Posdnuos] Papa Love be on the attack, survival Jack Pot, and a lot of it's fat, part of the pack Not signing blood with his back, bottle for knack And we ain't backpack, we backbone But that's how rap be My own kids can't see they pops 'cause I'm onstage in some city makin someone else kids happy Doin things that ain't over 'til the big lady sings But since the world is so health-conscious The big gal lost weight, so we rock non-stop the date Give me a hard road to walk, I walk mines Similar to blood that won't stay in the chalk line - I won't stay boxed in! Worth every penny the recod companies lend me Sam Cooke-d the fish, but darling +You Send Me+ Creep out the mouth with the house like Mr. Fisher when I want out the picture My zodiac is commonly known as the proudest (So even when I whisper..) it still sounds the loudest That's just that NY, NY shit in me But smart enough to know no one stay the epitome (WHERE?) In this game But the aim is to clock out, covered in quality hip-hop The sureshot'll sure to get the cop-out Work out the kinks, month later hear it in the club while Smilez go work out the drinks
[Chorus] La la laaaaaaa La la laaaaaaa, laaaaaaaaaaaah... La la laaaaaaa La la laaaaaaa, laaaaaaaaaaaah...
[Dave] It's New York like murder and pavement Nuttin pretty like floral arrangement In case you study the stars in amazement A modest millionaire constellations where Dave went Cavemen die out, {?} just dry out Afrika is suspect, is apart tides out We pull the punches, never menat to roll wit' 'em Poppa taught me if they don't come then go get 'em Two weeks slingin this drug and no women But don't get it twisted, I'll never go (ULTRA!) Snap into default and be the twat poacher Circle in the sky, oh cussin like Blowfly Chemist cut perscription, see this is a faux pas Handin {?} to those who didn't know I got some Spaniard in me, yo I never act um (ULTRA!) Thank you Kool Herc for giving us the culture Coke crack and deals whatever road-in you go for Singing 'til the fat bitch decides to do tofu If I don't know you, well here's the introduction Music entertainin and conjunction We should have a lunch-in, cold cuts, servin these +Donuts+ DILLA, IF YA HEAR ME WE ARE MISSIN YOU SO MUCH Dilla, if ya hear me we are missin you so much De La twenty years, held up like brassieres
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[Intro] La la laaaaaaa La la laaaaaaa, laaaaaaaaaaaah...
[Posdnuos] Papa Love be on the attack, survival Jack Pot, and a lot of it's fat, part of the pack Not signing blood with his back, bottle for knack And we ain't backpack, we backbone But that's how rap be My own kids can't see they pops 'cause I'm onstage in some city makin someone else kids happy Doin things that ain't over 'til the big lady sings But since the world is so health-conscious The big gal lost weight, so we rock non-stop the date Give me a hard road to walk, I walk mines Similar to blood that won't stay in the chalk line - I won't stay boxed in! Worth every penny the recod companies lend me Sam Cooke-d the fish, but darling +You Send Me+ Creep out the mouth with the house like Mr. Fisher when I want out the picture My zodiac is commonly known as the proudest (So even when I whisper..) it still sounds the loudest That's just that NY, NY shit in me But smart enough to know no one stay the epitome (WHERE?) In this game But the aim is to clock out, covered in quality hip-hop The sureshot'll sure to get the cop-out Work out the kinks, month later hear it in the club while Smilez go work out the drinks
[Chorus] La la laaaaaaa La la laaaaaaa, laaaaaaaaaaaah... La la laaaaaaa La la laaaaaaa, laaaaaaaaaaaah...
[Dave] It's New York like murder and pavement Nuttin pretty like floral arrangement In case you study the stars in amazement A modest millionaire constellations where Dave went Cavemen die out, {?} just dry out Afrika is suspect, is apart tides out We pull the punches, never menat to roll wit' 'em Poppa taught me if they don't come then go get 'em Two weeks slingin this drug and no women But don't get it twisted, I'll never go (ULTRA!) Snap into default and be the twat poacher Circle in the sky, oh cussin like Blowfly Chemist cut perscription, see this is a faux pas Handin {?} to those who didn't know I got some Spaniard in me, yo I never act um (ULTRA!) Thank you Kool Herc for giving us the culture Coke crack and deals whatever road-in you go for Singing 'til the fat bitch decides to do tofu If I don't know you, well here's the introduction Music entertainin and conjunction We should have a lunch-in, cold cuts, servin these +Donuts+ DILLA, IF YA HEAR ME WE ARE MISSIN YOU SO MUCH Dilla, if ya hear me we are missin you so much De La twenty years, held up like brassieres
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