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{Q-Tip}It's a fly love songTo the effect of nothing, effective frontingis what I don't allow so let me tell you somethingI am a bon-a-fideNot too modest and not a lot of prideSoon to have a ride and a home to resideif my momma is sick I'm by her besideUsed to watch the show on channel 4 called RiptideWash my wears in-Tide cause it's too damn coldout-Tide, that's how the runnings goIf there ain't no dough then there ain't no showSo take your roly poly fat promoter (ass)to the Chemical Bank, and get my cashIf you wanna see the people scream and laughYou best Quest you ask the Quest you ask real fastCause I don't wanna see em, start buckinThrowin chairs in the air while you be duckinwhat what? Don't step to me with thatIf you promotin the show make sure it ain't wack*sings*Or else I'm leaving ("let me tell you")I'm leaving (*cut and scratched* "let me tell you")I'm leaving (*cut and scratched* "let me tell you")Your wack show{Q-Tip} Yo man whassup with that?{Phife} Yo don't sweat me... ... c'mon, five hundred, that was the deal{Q-Tip} C'mon man, don't try to play me out{Phife} We don't need you, sorry!!!{Q-Tip} You know you need me*drum roll*{Q-Tip}And the Abstract rapper saysI want chicken, and orange juice, ?dat sauce on my rider?And my occasional potato by OreidaDon't forget my pastry make sure they're tastyI'm not the type to be pushy or hastySee I'm the type of bro that's reared in the ghettoTook a few shorts beforeNow the only ones I take are the ones that I wearAin't takin no shorts no more, nowplease act proper 'fore I call the CrimeStoppersDon't dip on the dough, cause that's a no-noMake sure you count your money real slowBe alert, look alive, and act like ya knowIt's, the 90's, time to make movesNot, the 80's, do away withcha wombSo what? You got a crewI got one too, they're called the Brooklyn ZooDon't break fool, let's be reserved and coolWe don't have to act like we in grade schoolJust make sure that we're taken care ofAnd we'll do a fly show for ya bub, check it outDiggi-dang-diggi-dang, di-dang-ga-dang-a-diddyDiggi-dang-diggi-dang, di-dang-ga-dang-a-diddyDiggi-dang-diggi-dang, di-dang-ga-dang-a-diddyDiggi-dang-diggi-dang, di-dang-ga-dang-diggy-diggy

A Tribe Called Quest Rap Promoter

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