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termanology - pay jay lyrics

[rapper big pooh:]
r.i.p. j dilla
termanology’s up in here
rapper pooh is up in here
my man joe scudda, he’s up in here
my man chaundon, he’s up in here

yeeeah…
i stepped on stage just to scream “go ladies”
and after my set she went crazy, slow it down baby
i can’t keep running, energy after the show
fo’ f-cking, one won’t do, two’s not enough
so why you in my ear with this fall in love stuff?
i’m just tryna break backs, let me see you climax
smoke a little purp’, zone out to some dilla tracks
i don’t know what you been told
you dealing with a player, pimp hand ice cold
i’m a get this money, did get honey
so get ready, shake it down for me lovely
hold tight…

[chaundon:]
on the count of three say “f-ck the police”
back and truly in the fleece, diddy-bopping in the streets
getting busy over beats, (what?) i’m +fantastic+
on another +voyage+, you know who the boy is
puffing on the line with esche
i wanna thank the n-gg- who sold j dilla his first sp
from the d back to nyc
i’m spitting game to this beat like it’s a p.y.t.
it’s +human nature+ to turn it up, burn it up
the illest soulquarian to ever serve it up
no it ain’t hard to tell who the realest it
chaundilla b-tch, got the world on that j dilla sh-t

[chorus x2: rapper big pooh]
say what you want but you gon’ pay jay (yeah)
say what you want but they gon’ play jay (yeah)
it’s that dilla sh-t, that dilla sh-t
that dilla sh-t, that dilla sh-t

[joe scudda:]
uh, yeah, sticky green we tote, hoody with the pea coat
riding in the hoopty with my groupie of the week yo
honey got that cold and i told her let the heat blow
dilla and the j, gotta show her how the beat go
keep crushing (yeeeeeah…)
you know i make ’em envy by the way i keep hustling
take notice, stay focused, i’m j-o, it’s so raw
you can’t put him next to nothing
so let’s take it back, there’s nothing like this
i can’t explain all the game that you might miss
without a chain or even a bright wrist
i stay ready like machete with a tight fist

[joe scudda (termanology):]
what’s your name pa? (it’s ‘ology)
and what’s the name of your crew? (it’s s.t.)
chilling with the h.o.j. (yeah, that’s me)
we putting it down (lawtown to nc)

[termanology:]
i don’t need no rims, need no benz
need no ends, cause i got beats
i don’t need no ice, need no height
my name up in lights, cause i emcee
aiyyo, i body rappers, them party rappers
them body sn-tching college application
rappers saying spread the bang
wet your aim out your stain in the lane
of the kings and the preem’s the same
killer of j dilla beats, shoutout to az
i’m rather unique, you gon’ p-pay j-jay dilla for them beats
pay jay, pay jay, pay jay…

[chorus x2: rapper big pooh]

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