Erick Sermon Bomdigi Lyrics
            Ill just sway...
            Thiss the way it goes down
            Def squad
            Nine-pound
            Check this here
        
            Verse one:
        
            The e gets wicked, no need for the biscuit
            The green-eyed funkdafied brother coming wicked
            I sets the party off just like tanqueray
            The funk lord, nobody else could swing this way
            I put the loc to the motion, drop the funk coast to coast and
            I buck like shot, cuz I know I got cha opin
            Check the soup, I dogg the mic like snoop
            I get swift like h-town, when I knock da boots (daaats right)
            Im dynamite with this mic
            I show like doug e. and I rock the mic lovely
            The afrodesiac, bringin the do-wah-diddy
            To your city, on the zapp side with the vibe
            Im stone cold like bobby and ralph t
            I come with the game of death, without bruce lee
            The irregular speakin, for those mcs who be tweakin
            Catch me at the beacon just freakin
        
            Chorus:
        
            Brothers cant see me \
            Cuz my styles the bom-diddi-bom di-dang diggi-diggi / repeat 2x
        
            ...
            Brothers cant see me
        
            Verse two:
        
            It goes one for the trouble, two for the show
            Aiyyo, Im gettin airplay like the most beautiful
            Im the mack, I made goldy turn chrome
            When I induce my styles upon the microphone (yeah)
            I goes down for yall in broad daylight
            Weeded, rockin the mic like ta-dow and psych
            Today is a green day, so its blazin
            To specify it, I get big-up from jamaicans
            Hey, the e-r-i-c-k gets down for the public
            More doper than janet jacksons stomach
            Ask anybody, whos the dopest producer?
            I think of cruise, Im never too much like Im luther
            My style is the craziest
            No crew is fadin us
            You got beef with my squad you better dare that
            The s___ I kick make rappers say, I shoulda snared that
        
            Chorus
        
            Verse three:
        
            Complete this puzzle, what squad beat up like russell simmons
            And more flyer than robin givens
            Cosmic slop, from the darkside
            Basically, I cant wait, songs from the redman tape
            (and make much sense when hes kickin fool) cause I constantly keep s___ting
            And yall constantly keep listening
            Yeah, who can it be now, watch out
            Flying through the air with wings e double doing my thing
        
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