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turf dancing - dj shadow lyrics

(okay)
(dj shadow)
(fair game, federation)
(yeah)
(okay)
(yeah)
(okay, uh)

[hook:]
what it do
you know we go
so if you hate, you fake, we all be from [?]
top of the bus, [know?] way too much
the li’l homies h-lla hyphy, turf dancing
we gon’ stomp your car, we don’t care who you are
on the hood of this straight turf dancing (dancing)
we don’t listen, don’t listen (dot car) x4

[goldie gold:]
c0ked up tonto
something like roscoe
hygiene, low maintenance
calling ghost not [knows?]
growin’ hyphy
see it in my two step
throwin’ at my crew sick
yeah i get the [‘boose?] wet
duck duck, goose up easy [gow?]
somewhere in v-town
representin’ deep down
for sale, clean buckin’, five shares
f-ck it, big muskets, hundred rounds on the [techs?]
yeah, i do, not much
[?] on my face [the 9-9 kush?]
oh my god, i make a hoe wise up
i can’t sell crack no mo’
i get it thighs up
what? you all waiting on my solo?
i’m f-ckin’ wit’ my d-ck, sitting here like…
psyche! i’m a (yes!) lesbian
trapped in a man’s body fair to the end
f-ck whips

[hook]

[stresmatic:]
hit the brake then i hit the gas
i’m a -ssh0l- n-gga like damon dash
li’l homies ain’t cool, they’ll tear up the place
all i gotta do is point and they’ll take your face
you new to b-tches, i been having wh0r-s
you’re just mad cause my girl look cuter than yours
be easy
b-tch i’m a star
ign’ant, stomp out your grandmomma car
i’m early
dudes is late
f-ck my ex, she go to sacramento state
get money, buy me some anchors
h-lla rich still driving a scr-per
16s, you ain’t got ’em like these
i’mma put fairfield on mtv
talk sh-t, sag my pants
and watch my li’l homies do the dummy turf dance

[hook]

[animaniaks:]
you see it, the animaniaks, creators of this turf dancing movement
now what we want y’all to do is…
now airwalk, now airwalk
do the hood shake, do the hood shake
hit the drop, hit the drop
hit the drop, get up, let your body pop

[doonie baby:]
runnin’ and runnin’ in the circles, no rehearsal
i’m goin’ dummy with the wheels like a gerbil
doon koon ghost ridin’ the whip
she’s shaking her -ss and ghost riding my d-ck
i’m scr-pin’ and scr-pin’ up the block like i’m indy
500 for a zip, i think that’s plenty
stunna shades like the chp
and yeah i’m rockin’ b-tches like a jay to the z
fairfield gon’ wild like caucasians on tv
i’m going stupid like t.h.i.z.z
what it do, i’m a 7-0 savage
let us in the door before we get real tragic
scr-pin’ through davis, i’m one with the pavement
360 hustle, mayne, that’s how my days be
federation, dj shadow overseas wit’ it
s’il vous plaît on the turf straight giggin’ wit’ it (oh)

(and it just ain’t gon’ stop)
(oh my man)
(northern cali, you feel me)
(you already know)
(turf dancing at its best)
(we feel you [?] out there, mayne)
(do y’all thing, mayne)
(oh i go stupid like that?)

- dj shadow lyrics

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