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Boodah Break Lyrics

p****...
Yo... Yo! Yo!!!
Hah
If you got your m***********' lighters
Light 'em up, light 'em up, light 'em up, light 'em up
"D that's me!"
We gonna take this time out, to smoke a blunt
Ha hah, all your buddha smokers, roll it up
"D that's me!"
Roll it up

If y'all really like to rock the funky beats
Somebody in the house say "Hell yeah...Hell Yeah!"
Yo, I like that from the people up top
Check this out

Yo, check the newsflash
Grab the mic, buck until my neck gets whiplash
My lethal weapon tongue need a gun permit badge
Mastermind any flow that can shine
Doc walk the blocks like either yo' a** or mine
Jersey style for dead presidents I'll whoop your a**
with one leg, Kirby style, for thirty miles
Shut the Fawcett to Farah
Drain the Panama Canal up, that'll run like mascara
I pour the Dom like friends at Don Pooh party
Before Mr. T my jewels was too gaudy
My foul mouth turn a New York crowd out
Reach out and touch and use nine to dial out
So Brick City are ya ready, ready
So D.C. are ya ready...
Yo cheers to the undaground, Doc's Da Name
Rap is like the NBA, I love this game

Yo yo, to all my n***** and b******
Across the ghetto United States
If you high as hell ridin' in your car
Honk your horns, and light it up

Light it up, light it up yo, light it up
Ha hah, signin' off truly yours
Funk Doctor Spock, rocks da world m************!
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Doc's da Name 2000 (1998)
Welcome 2 da Bricks Let da Monkey Out I'll Bee Dat! Get It Live Who Took da Satellite Van (skit) Jersey Yo! Cloze Ya Doors I Don't Kare Boodah Break Million Chicken March (2 Hot 4 TV) (skit) Keep On '99 Well All Rite Cha Pain in da Ass Stewardess (skit) Da Goodness My Zone! Da Da DaHHH G.P.N. (skit) Down South Funk D.O.G.S. Beet Drop We Got da Satellite Van (skit) Brick City Mashin'! Soopaman Lova IV I Got a Seecret