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Correct Jimmi Diggin Cats Lyrics
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Yo, everybody's goin retro, right And I was thinking If the 60's and 70's were now Isaac Hayes would have his own 900 number I know, and MC Hammer woulda been a pimp, right Word, and Jimmi woulda dug us right Word Get yours, float up to the stars Planets hits a spot bout six blocks east of Mars Air soul kicks and crushed velvet hats Hanging off the ave with the beautifulest naps Ride in the crest with the blessed, give a yes Planets kinda funky, as if you hadn't guessed Placebos getting blocked, funky joints get rocked Jive is not found We fly from the flesh Whether Jeep or Lac Peak you as you been there and float to them raps Butterfly's planets for the jam 8 Tracks From the 90-tops with the twists and plaits Look beneath my hat Find the braids that hit ya, metro quite equipped Knows of all the funk that was laid in seven zips Funk is phat, homey homey don't you know me Cool is back, give some skin, lay it on me Groovy you could call it Hip, yeah you could call we Fikky sticky fingers stuck us, loot junkies If you digging rhyme, then you digging rap Jimmi's digging this and we be digging that Yeah The song is by some groovy cats If you can dig The cats, you can dig the song Yo the black panthers woulda had their own cartoon right I know and 8-track Walkmans, right True, The Jackson Five would've had dreads Word my man Tito would look fly right Word and Jimmi would've dug Dig Planets for real, word Planets busting out of this L-7 square Check out the wares, check out the hairs Sweetback chills with Shaft, on the ave Jimmi's digging cats and that's just the half Where'd they find the stuff to freak it like a wizard Slick just like a lizard Really weird, or is it It's just the logic, from how we rocks it Pop shock picks it up and drops its We, the synthesis of then and now melts Channeled to the masses through a DJ and some felts Long haired hippies, Afro blacks All get together across the tracks Because when we shows up, rhythm rolls up Funk cannot be measured while the pleasure grows up Life ain't what it seems, life is but a dream Planets wreaking havoc is as constant as the rain Yeah The song is by some groovy cats If you can dig The cats, you can dig the song Yeah, I can really dig how these cats get down with the Sound as it is today The way they're bringing it all Together, they're cool Brothas are doin it right. And They're paying good respect to the masters I can dig it Exactly the way it should be[Butterfly] Yo, everybody's goin retro, right And I was thinking If the 60's and 70's were now Isaac Hayes would have his own 900 number I know, and MC Hammer woulda been a pimp, right Word, and Jimmi woulda dug us right Word Get yours, float up to the stars Planets hits a spot bout six blocks east of Mars Air soul kicks and crushed velvet hats Hanging off the ave with the beautifulest naps Ride in the crest with the blessed, give a yes Planets kinda funky, as if you hadn't guessed Placebos getting blocked, funky joints get rocked Jive is not found We fly from the flesh Whether Jeep or Lac Peak you as you been there and float to them raps Butterfly's planets for the jam 8 Tracks From the 90-tops with the twists and plaits Look beneath my hat Find the braids that hit ya, metro quite equipped Knows of all the funk that was laid in seven zips Funk is phat, homey homey don't you know me Cool is back, give some skin, lay it on me Groovy you could call it Hip, yeah you could call we Fikky sticky fingers stuck us, loot junkies If you digging rhyme, then you digging rap Jimmi's digging this and we be digging that Yeah The song is by some groovy cats If you can dig The cats, you can dig the song Yo the black panthers woulda had their own cartoon right I know and 8-track Walkmans, right True, The Jackson Five would've had dreads Word my man Tito would look fly right Word and Jimmi would've dug Dig Planets for real, word Planets busting out of this L-7 square Check out the wares, check out the hairs Sweetback chills with Shaft, on the ave Jimmi's digging cats and that's just the half Where'd they find the stuff to freak it like a wizard Slick just like a lizard Really weird, or is it It's just the logic, from how we rocks it Pop shock picks it up and drops its We, the synthesis of then and now melts Channeled to the masses through a DJ and some felts Long haired hippies, Afro blacks All get together across the tracks Because when we shows up, rhythm rolls up Funk cannot be measured while the pleasure grows up Life ain't what it seems, life is but a dream Planets wreaking havoc is as constant as the rain Yeah The song is by some groovy cats If you can dig The cats, you can dig the song Yeah, I can really dig how these cats get down with the Sound as it is today The way they're bringing it all Together, they're cool Brothas are doin it right. And They're paying good respect to the masters I can dig it Exactly the way it should be[Butterfly] Yo, everybody's goin retro, right And I was thinking If the 60's and 70's were now Isaac Hayes would have his own 900 number I know, and MC Hammer woulda been a pimp, right Word, and Jimmi woulda dug us right Word Get yours, float up to the stars Planets hits a spot bout six blocks east of Mars Air soul kicks and crushed velvet hats Hanging off the ave with the beautifulest naps Ride in the crest with the blessed, give a yes Planets kinda funky, as if you hadn't guessed Placebos getting blocked, funky joints get rocked Jive is not found We fly from the flesh Whether Jeep or Lac Peak you as you been there and float to them raps Butterfly's planets for the jam 8 Tracks From the 90-tops with the twists and plaits Look beneath my hat Find the braids that hit ya, metro quite equipped Knows of all the funk that was laid in seven zips Funk is phat, homey homey don't you know me Cool is back, give some skin, lay it on me Groovy you could call it Hip, yeah you could call we Fikky sticky fingers stuck us, loot junkies If you digging rhyme, then you digging rap Jimmi's digging this and we be digging that Yeah The song is by some groovy cats If you can dig The cats, you can dig the song Yo the black panthers woulda had their own cartoon right I know and 8-track Walkmans, right True, The Jackson Five would've had dreads Word my man Tito would look fly right Word and Jimmi would've dug Dig Planets for real, word Planets busting out of this L-7 square Check out the wares, check out the hairs Sweetback chills with Shaft, on the ave Jimmi's digging cats and that's just the half Where'd they find the stuff to freak it like a wizard Slick just like a lizard Really weird, or is it It's just the logic, from how we rocks it Pop shock picks it up and drops its We, the synthesis of then and now melts Channeled to the masses through a DJ and some felts Long haired hippies, Afro blacks All get together across the tracks Because when we shows up, rhythm rolls up Funk cannot be measured while the pleasure grows up Life ain't what it seems, life is but a dream Planets wreaking havoc is as constant as the rain Yeah The song is by some groovy cats If you can dig The cats, you can dig the song Yeah, I can really dig how these cats get down with the Sound as it is today The way they're bringing it all Together, they're cool Brothas are doin it right. And They're paying good respect to the masters I can dig it Exactly the way it should be
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