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  • Mood Ruff »

    Mood Ruff Night.Life.Types (Odario Version) текст песни

    Night.Life.Types (Odario Version)

    [Odario, Spitz in background]

    Mood Ruff nice it up for you everytime

    Mood Ruff nice it up for you everytime

    [Background talking]

    [CHORUS: Odario, Spitz]

    We are the night life types

    Yeah, we miving in the night time

    Right time, like to do it under moon light

    [REPEAT x2]


    I got two chrome techs and a microphone

    Bring the drama like ya poppa bring the bacon home

    Where the rough boys roam

    You know we in the scene

    No matter where we go we intervene

    We belong to the city where girls are pretty

    It’s a pity when you slip into a pity(?)

    Momma always told me not to trust those types

    With the eight inch pumps and the skirts so tight

    But it’s Friday night an my head ain’t right

    But my lines are tight to deliver tonight

    So I watch them dance and prepare my chance

    I’m chilling in the club in my b-boy stance

    We be doing it up, we be doing it right

    Only thing undoing is the zipper or a button

    If the night amount to something, you know the story

    The boys think they macks, they want all the glory

    I like to wait for the slow jam

    On the waist is my left, while the right is my side hand

    Let it slide to the level of the bone

    Gripping that booty like a microphone

    I want to take that home

    Let’s do the cha-cha, show seniorita my cocoratcha(sp?)

    Word up, we ’bout to hit it up

    But first the after party where we rock it up

    Yo, yo, we rock the spot ’til it’s stopped by the cops

    Pull a little static and your ass will get dropped

    Supposed to serve and protect

    Worse yet, they get up on my nerves and the threaten with the nightstick

    That ain’t right yo, I won’t get romantic

    For a moment, the place is getting frantic

    Silly po-po, I call them sill nitwit

    Although I’m passed out with the brew I got sick wit



    Mood Ruff thing, my rap name Odario

    Rock my home town then back to Ontario

    That’s where the freaks go

    I’m off to the peep show

    Heard the raio was killed by the video

    It doesn’t matter yo I dominate scenarios

    I’m taking care of ya in each and every area

    We rock the North West then express to Halifax

    Boy you can’t test, tripping on his battle axe

    Wish you had the stack

    Can’t see the facts

    The only thing you have is a bad case of cataracts

    On top of that, you reminiscing over rap

    Rumble in my junk, biting everything you got

    I see the future like a new edition almanac

    Don’t worry, make your moves, I’ve done made my counteracts

    Watch your back, sopisticated blackjack

    It’s what I’m at, whether leisurely or combat

    So calm back thinking you all that and then some

    Write a track while you holding mine for ransom

    You got to chill son, try to have fun

    Don’t worry growing up, you ’bout to catch a bad one

    All done, all y’all see abombinon(sp?)

    We never hesitate, we something like phenomenons

    And if you slipping, I just pickup on my bad habit

    ‘Cause everytime I see a microphone, I grab it

    I grab it, I grab it [REPEAT x3]

    Mood Ruff flow

    I grab it [REPEAT]

    And if you don’t believe me, come see our show [overlapping repeats]

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