Lyrics:
Wake up!
Take the pillow from your head and put a book in it.
It's time for the massive BDP crew at the top of the pile.
Yo. In
stank
I'm Mary
Charley
By the way
I'm told we open Saturday
What?!
You're not serious!
Nobody's ready!
Apparently somebody cancelled
One-You're-Gonna-Want-On-A-Saturday-Night
When you're lonely, lying in the dark
I'm the number that you know by broken heart
No, I ain't Mr. Right, I'm Mr. Right-Now
The one all
is drippin be
I ain't no flapjack, don't bother flippin me
I stick to this, so say this while you're grazin
Original man's a black man, said by
out another phone
I'll ring and see
If your friends are home
Perhaps the strange ones in the dome
Can lend us a book we can read up alone
And try
[Shyheim:]
Yo, yo
I spark the mic like weed that's in a cipher
And I get girls open like a reggae song by Tiger
So check me out, as I flip this here track
me
Seymour Krelborn's Gardening Tips
For half and hour on Saturday's at four
T.V.'s first home-gardeing program
You'll make a mint and our ratings will
Put that away
I don't want any drugs
Then how are we gunna do this Mr. Green?
The same way I came in
How's that?
Well, I was born by the snatch and I
the sand!
[repeat]
But he remembered memories of walkin'
Through the puddles
Sayin' "Gee dad, am I the one who's wanted by
The federal Government doesn't
me every day
Saturday to Saturday
You see that I've been going through it
Hoping everything's okay
I just want to let you know
Everything these
can't afford Starbucks
Looking for herself intrigued by star dust
Not the movie nor the book she's quite smart
All up in her tunnels like it's die hard,
the book but
Another night Saturday night and I'm losing
Another night Saturday night and I'm losing
The DJ plays a song from the past I remember
I
sayin'?)
Microphone checka, micro, microphone checka (Krazy Drayzy on the mic)
Microphone checka, micro, microphone checka (now I'm in the house with book
I've been travelling the world now
I have sailed by boat
I have driven cars
I've been flying plains around
I've been visiting all the countries
All
sayin'?)
Microphone checka, micro, microphone checka (Krazy Drayzy on the mic)
Microphone checka, micro, microphone checka (now I'm in the house with book
every word
every story
you ever heard
my life's an open book
you read me line by line
each chapter you know all too well
and I don't mind
Baby I
wetin dey
See I was walking by on a certain day
When a homie said to me "See as you fine today, Oshey
I must to throway salute your way
What's been
my dreams I guess it wasn't really meant for me
Try hard but you'll get far
Head high but you'll never get by
They say it's just the motions that you
I want you
I want you
I day-dream of seeds girl when you pass by
I wonder what the future holds for you and I
I tell my friends favorite tales
the book but
[Chorus:]
Another night Saturday night and I'm losing
Another night Saturday night and I'm losing
2. The DJ plays a song from the past I
town and try to slow the dough down
You must be casket-bound
'Cause I'd rather be tried by 12 than carried by 6
Nigga
I sign my name on the book
town and try to slow the dough down
You must be casket-bound
'Cause I'd rather be tried by 12 than carried by 6
Nigga
I sign my name on the book
commercial best-buy product
Like a piece of material in the supermart
Now who said the sell-out can't be real
You're justifying the book by the cover
and strong
Everyday of my life I will lift up Your name
Make the people know say you're the Don
You created Africa
Europe and America
Asia and Australia are
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