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Dirty Heads : Rub-a-dub style lyrics

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Dirty Heads lyrics : "Rub-a-dub style"

These be the lips that spit the lyrics
In that rub a dub style
In that rub a dub style

Yes!

This be the ears

That only wanna hear
In that rub a dub style
In that rub a dub style

So!

These be the feet

That [email protected]$# upon the street
In that rub a dub style
In that rub a dub style

Yes!

This be the one

That rock beneath your sun
In that rub a dub
Rub a dub

Rub a dub style

Yes it drivin me

Wi-i-i-i-iild

In my rub a dub, style


Yes it drivin me
Wi-i-i-i-iild


Because it's dirty B
And if you come better watch me show

Yes then your lovin me
And if you try to grab my mike
Yo then your just in me

So then me get angry
And me get angry
I wanna get happy

So now I'm happy, yes
You know just what it is
I got you where I see

I sing my rub a dub a testimony, yes
And when you come and watch me show
Get happy, yes

Give me money, yes
To dirty B, yes
He be the one, best

In this, contest
Bless this mike that I caress
With these lyrics that I spittin',

Ga-lung-ga-lung-ga-lung,
Got ya bouncin' off the ceiling,
Ga-lung-ga-lung-ga-lung,

For the motion and commotion,
Aye,
Motion and commotion,

Let me say,

These be the lips that spit the lyrics

In that rub a dub style
In that rub a dub style
Yes!


This be the ears
That only wanna hear

In that rub a dub style
In that rub a dub style
So!


These be the feet
That [email protected]$# upon the street

In that rub a dub style
In that rub a dub style
Yes!


This be the one
That rock beneath your sun
In that rub a dub
Rub a dub

Rub a dub style

Yes it drivin me
Wi-i-i-i-iild


In my rub a dub, style

Yes it drivin me
Wi-i-i-i-iild


Well I be instant
First off
MCs wanna see me rockin
Disputin
Electrocutin

Like stickin a fork up in a socket
I'm on it to keep bombin
As long as you keep mobbin
I'm sobbin if you stop it
So why don't you just drop
Get your $$# up on the floor

And yell when breakin' all your things
I wanna see ya shinin'
Like a blingin' pinkie ring
I said all ya got to do
Ya got to do ya ^^&$#* thing
You're movin up
You're campin in

Ya wind and ya swing
Ya wind and ya swing
And when ya do your ^^&$#* thing
I said
You wind and you swing
When you do your ^^&$#* thing
You sing

A-la-la-la-la-la-la
Boom boom she like
Oh me and dirty
We are sick of dj's
A-la-la-la-la-la-la
Boom boom she low
Oh me and dirty

We are rasta style
Right!

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