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chanel no. fever - de la soul lyrics

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hah, yeah, take you on a temperature rise
take you back to the fever
take us back to the fever, y’all please, y’all please

it’s in the back y’all, it’s on the wall y’all
it’s in your head but it’s not the fever
it’s in the back y’all, it’s on the wall y’all
it’s in your head but it’s not the fever

now with the b-i double l bill
we bill the par territories placing flags on terrains
now i said it was yours so sn-tch the world back from wayne
we did, universally sparked the lid

now these ladies love how we live
got ’em caught, sh-t, you already know looking so fly
that the dog that played spiderweb you’re up aliasing here
sucker cats don’t try to steer near this

wish you could bring it this way
compliments of wonder y and my n-gg- david j
so the do, re, mi, fa, sol, la
many reach to devour the stage, put the guts out the venue

ah, shut up in your face no need to continue
i’ve been there, done that, received it, won that
yo stunned that, that’s how you like to sun frozed
keep my sh-t in harvest like farmer john grows crops
hops, you’ll need the whole ceiling to tops
i saw the empire, set your liquid to fire

bim blam set a flame to your f-nny
davis the surname like davis the sammy
a grammy, my concern is to earn for a little age
next time, next rhyme, next phase

it’s in the back y’all, it’s on the wall y’all
it’s in your head but it’s not the fever
it’s in the back y’all, it’s on the wall y’all
it’s in your head but it’s not the fever

now put your hand on your hip
(now put your hand on your hip)
and let your backbone slip
(and let your backbone slide)
now put your hand up on your hip
(now put your hand up on your hip)
and let your backbone slip for the fever

hey, ladies and gents reintroducing to you
shootin’ sh-t like hot -sses at the sip of bean stew
super fat come the visitor zoo
peace to my homewood n-gg-s and my man tofu, i fell in love

i’m through evil that man do
get some -ss on the side so my love can shine through
pull a cigar with crew, lean back and let it soak
your holdin’ on to my twelve dollar smoke man

it was mase who laced the beat from up out the earth
leaving brothers hypnotized like ootney fonsworth
but i’m hip but no tized than that, clap to the break of dawn
dada, wonder why it’s hotter than hot

why not knee, my steve got n-gg-s on the d-ck
they want to join the click
i hope that -ss get a record deal so they can feel what i feel
to overstand that ring ring, how you do is real

you must be from italy ’cause all you do is roam
microphone to microphone, lookin’ for home
i write a poem to make the publicists flock the pr-ne cop
china on stage so i don’t need a spotlight

should be tight like tupperwear, supperwear, drawers of socks
sippin’ on gray pot yo scratch the pork chops
’cause nothin’ here drops
we’re goin’ up, up, up

it’s in the back y’all, it’s on the wall y’all
it’s in your head but it’s not the fever
it’s in the back y’all, it’s on the wall y’all
it’s in your head but it’s not the fever

it’s in the back y’all, it’s on the wall y’all
it’s in your head but it’s not the fever
it’s in the back y’all, it’s on the wall y’all
it’s in your head but it’s not the fever

it’s the fever

- de la soul lyrics

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