Thelonious

Ya, ya, ya, ya
Ya, ya, ya, ya
Ya, ya, ya, ya
Ya, ya

Uh, yeah
Uh, aye
Y'all ain't tired, are you?
Y'all ready to get live in here or what?
We're gonna do it basement style
Basement style

So everybody say, "Hey"
Party people say, "Hey"
Watcha say y'all? "Hey"
I can't hear ya! "Hey"

Over there say... (hey)
I can't hear y'all (hey)
We'll keep it live y'all (hey)
Real live y'all (hey)

Now over here say... (hey)
Over here say... (hey)
Say it live y'all (hey)
Real live y'all (hey)

Now all the ladies say, "Hey"
All the ladies say, "Hey"
All the fellas say, "Hey"
Say it short like this, fellas, short... "Hey"

Ah, you can feel it in your throat, ha
I'm 'bout to let my mind float, ha
Get your third eye poked, ha
Fuck game, I assemble dope, ha

Ness, a nigga that's fresh as the 'fess
Studied this rap shit, no need to mic test
Feel it in your chest, ha
Your B.I., she can feel it in her breasts

Blass you, rhyme like a nigga with his nipples pierced
Lick off lyrics in the streets, real niggas hear us
Dreaming when I wrote this, box me if I go too wild
Still doing sh- like dude in wild style

Inviting white brothers to dinner
I trick daddy MCs and I don't know "Nann Nigga"
Who can take it where I take it
You better go into God like Mase did

Leaving crowds complacent
I move 'em above clouds whether on some surface, some shit
Or thug style, feel it in your body
Yeah, y'all, feel it in your body
Everybody in the party, watcha say y'all? Hey!

Watcha say y'all? (Hey)
I can't hear y'all (hey)
We'll keep it live y'all (hey)

Over here say... (hey)
Over there say... (hey)
All the ladies say (hey)
All the fellas say, "Hey"

Say it short
All the ladies say, "Hey"
All the ladies say, "Hey"
All the fellas say, "Hey"

Uh, all the fellas say, "Hey"
Whoo, all the ladies say, "Hey"
All the ladies say... (hey)
All the fellas say... (hey)
Uh, all the fellas say, "Hey"



Credits
Writer(s): Lonnie Rashid Lynn, James Dewitt Yancey, Titus Glover, R.l. Altman Iii
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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