Doin' Our Own Dang lyrics

f/ De La Soul, Q-Tip, Monie Love

[Maceo]

Me, Plug Three, the one they call Baby Huey

The one that gets all the money (all the money)
Yeah, that's right

[Dove]

A fat funky fruit with a whole lot of tang

A little something called "Doing Our Own Thang"

Breaking the beat others wished they broke

Bassline so dope that you just might choke

Don't bite off something that you can't chew

And don't trail behind when I'm coming through

Fronting the feel that you really can't feel

Cause you're trying to feel what's on my reel to reel

[Q-Tip]

A tree is growing

Can't you see what I see? A white blue fruit to boot

We count to ten before we pass the crews, now that's family

Equipped with the brothers and the sisters and the sisters and the brothers

And all others, with the funky flairs, the bugged-out hairs

It's the life of Riley, I'm really ready

Gazing at the dollar fill of rap

The cool june bugs, the wicks, the wacks

Praise the rhythms for what it beez

And praise the Lord for the JB's

We're doing our own thang (Repeat 4x)

[Posdnuos]

Isn't it cool when you cut your hair

And the blood is red instead of sellout green

This is not the music for an R&B mind

This is flower intertwined with a vine

(In other words this is rose)

You see what I mean? Or see what Grandpa Bam saw

Funk we transmit is unstable

One condition if I am able to say

(Yes you may) Well hey, let's get on with it

Vocal confetti is thrown, sometimes spitted

Out the vents of hecklers and