Lootpack Lyrics
Lootpack Lyrics
"Crate Diggin' Lyrics"
Her Lyrics
Do you know What it is about you that I love I can't be without you know I can't hold on Find me If everything works out and you've Thought about The things that you said I won't B
Do you know What it is about you that I love I can't be without you know I can't hold on Find me If everything works out and you've Thought about The things that you said I won't B
Chorus:
Hey yo, how many know about crate diggin'?
What does crate diggin' mean to me?
Diggin' for them unordinary soundin' loops
Even if it's not clean to thee
Diggin' in these crates for a phat remix
Diggin' in these crates for a phat remix
[Madlib]
Hey yo, diggin' in these crates for a phat remix
Leave you waiting for a skit of this shhhhh
Niggas talking bout they kickin' raw
Starting All Over Again Lyrics
(written by: Bon Jovi) I've been waiting, standing in the dark for hours Tryin' to find the faith and the power to get back home to you It's been a long time, long time since I've seen your face
type flavor(written by: Bon Jovi) I've been waiting, standing in the dark for hours Tryin' to find the faith and the power to get back home to you It's been a long time, long time since I've seen your face
But it ends up coming out wick wick wack
Got a phat stack of loops off my grandpappy
For a buck got the phat skit
Take it back home, show my niggas, loop it up
Smoke a blunt cuz they say that be the ish
Chorus:
Hey yo, how many know about crate diggin'?
What does crate diggin' mean to me?
Diggin' for them unordinary soundin' loops
Even if it's not clean to thee
[Madli
Work Related Injury Lyrics
Workin the night shift again Got one more hour in me Shouldn't be near these machines, I'm askin' for trouble. Didn't learn my lesson the first time. Body crushin' machine Body crushin' machin
]Workin the night shift again Got one more hour in me Shouldn't be near these machines, I'm askin' for trouble. Didn't learn my lesson the first time. Body crushin' machine Body crushin' machin
Down in San Francisco to New Orleans
Lookin' for the dopest loops to sympte
Lookin' at these high ass prices, my nigga
Tells me to back ish don't tempt me
Cuz the last time I got caught up in that game
I bagged so much shit, I put that store to shame
Chorus:
Hey yo, how many know about crate diggin'?
What does crate diggin' mean to me?
Diggin' for them unordinary soundin' loops
Even
Union Federal Lyrics
instrumental
if it's not clean to theeinstrumental
[Madlib]
I got CD's in my crates, like crack in my pocket
Yeah right, neither of the above
So when you see a nigga straight puttin' his ends for beats
You'll give the real niggas that homey love
Never Top 40, just that raw addict vintage
That I kick with the rest of my archives, live
When I'm out shopping like a Beat Junkie
I always take the herb to the chest