Songs of the REDMAN

Case Closed – Redman

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(huh, hah, hah, hah, HAHHAH, hah) Nineteen ninety-six (hah, come on!) Coming with the sickedest motherfuckers in the perimeter (huh, whooo! nineteen) You hit em with a newwwww (ninety-six,

Blow Your Mind – Redman

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AHHHH!! Look out, it’s the Funkadelic Funk for chumps who don’t be knowin my name, I tear the frame out ya punks I make ya slide, make ya slip,

Jam 4 U – Redman

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Yo, this is for motherfuckers — that talk that sellout shit “;I just want to jam for you”; (repeat 2X) “;Ev-everybody get up!”; “;I just want to jam for

Rated ‘R’ – Redman

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Don’t hold me back, the Funkadelic Devil just snapped with a rap, that’s shittin on the story of Jack Sprat So put your money where your mouth is, watch

Beet Drop – Redman

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Let me clear my throat! Kick it over here Baby Pop! And all the fly skimmers.. Feel the Beet.. mmmm drrrrrrrrop! Coolin up in Jersey on a hot summer’s

Creepin’ – Redman

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Verse One: To my, no good niggaz, and my, no good bitches Sorry if I left somebody leavin out with stitches Seems y’all too bold for ya britches Enslaved

Redman Meets Reggie Noble – Redman

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Yo, where at? Smack dab across your lips, can you talk? Ahm ahh ill uhh ahm no em no menna no vat Yo-ye-yo Redman, what the fuck was that?

Blow Your Mind (Remix) – Redman

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This is goin down What’s goin down? Yo yo yo Reggie Noble, drop that beat in, hah! Yeah, uh-huh, uh-huh Give it to me, give it to me AHHHH!!

Cosmic Slop – Redman

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Yeah, bout to fly that knot Redman, Keith Murray, Erick Sermon with the, Cosmic Slop And we all pack glocks Word is Bond, word is bond Fuck around and

Diggy Doc – Redman

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D. O. C. on the system, we kick it fresh y’all Lettin the bass thump on and strong and hard for PPP Engineerin the cut is E Double E

Iz He 4 Real – Redman

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Hooooaa, haha haaaaaa (“;Iz he for real he can’t be”; — Rock, Leflah Leflour Eshkoshkah) yah word up Haha, hooooaa haaaaaa (“;Iz he for real he can’t be”;) yah

Rollin’ – Redman

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That’s that shit though Get the motherfuckin Squad packed We got to pull these shoes out like carpet, word is bond Test the crew with the guns and let’s

D. O. G. S. – Redman

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Tokin on my indo.. Smokin on a indo.. Lookin through your window.. (chi-chi, blaow!) Doin what I win doe, ha ha, ha.. it goes Who that tokin on my

Rock Da Spot – Redman

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Hah, aiyyo hah-hah Aiyyo aiyyo, hah-hah Nahnah, aiyyo, aiyyo Damn I’m the bomb, ringin off all types alarms My palms, be swift with the pen like Lynn Swann’s Aggravated

Brick City Mashin’! – Redman

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* monkey noises in background * Swinging through the forests of the jungles * monkey noises in background * Yo, c’mon, c’mon, yo yo, yo Yo, look around your

Da Ill Out – Redman

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Yo Reggie, I’mout T-ree F Squad Muddy Waters Don’t get it twisted… nigga Aiyyo everybody in this motherfucker will get touched Fuck such and such, I roll

Let Da Monkey Out – Redman

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What you know about it? (4X) A-what you know about it? Yo.. get it right from jump Doc tapin on debate for months I got zits on your face

Down South Funk – Redman

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All the way to motherfuckin Georgia To Tennessee To motherfuckin Texas To North motherfuckin Carolina Yeah, South fuckin Carolina Yeah, deep down, gritty Alabama Funk for your funkin ass,

Get It Live – Redman

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Get him the FUCK out and let Doc take the job I guarantee hardcore funk for three months Warranty within that three months is like pre-nups: I take half,

Da Journee – Redman

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Hahahahahahaaaa! Come with us Come take the elevator shift six billion feet beneath Where the Def Squad dwells Where your dreams and imaginations is only loose change

Smoke Buddha – Redman

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Aiyyo, I got a slight problem I smoke weed too much Knees buckle the – uck up when I’m splittin my dutch Back up back up! Ain’t nobody hittin

Yesh Yesh Y’all – Redman

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I G off C 4 lyrics to blow off them Lex door My tex-ture be the kind that explore MC’s then blow em out, metaphor after metaphor I’m more

Can’t Wait – Redman

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i’m like rowww rowww like i have cerebral palsy my flows bes wet loke all you girls draws be crack the dils spread the buddah in the hiddouse roll

Rockafella – Redman

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Aiyyo-yo-yo-yo you better pass it Aiyyo check this out We coming to you live from that BOMB Chocolate City my man Where the knotty-headed niggaz and the Brick City

Jersey Yo! – Redman

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Once upon a time up in Jersey, Yo! Ha ha, I damn near had to wreck a hoe Yo, I knocked on her do’, “;Who is it?”; Ha ha,

Real Niggaz – Redman

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Yeah, now, now is you motherfuckers ready for this? (c’mon) Do you really think you ready for this? (c’mon) Do you know that you ready for this, huh? We

Let’s Get Dirty – Redman

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Time to put down the Cristal, time to take off the ice for a minute Time to throw a little mud in this motherfucker.. {*barking*} Turn me up some

Da Bump – Redman

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Original rude bwoy… on your scene Haha, ha ha ha! Everybody light your blunts, get your smoke on Hahah All you bitches drop your drawers… witcha stinkin ass (stinkin

Smash Sumthin’ – Redman

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Here come the remaining beautiful people And for all of you who survive, we hope you enjoyed the ride 2002 will see some new added features Such as –

Welcome (Interlude) – Redman

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At 1-800-DIKINYABOOTY Welcome That’s 1-800-dick-in-ya-boo-tay!! Welcome *ringing phone is answered* Aiyyo this is Mad Duke callin from Da Bricks I’m on the block with Uncle Quilly and