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Keith Murray - Bom Bom Zee Lyrics



Keith Murray - Bom Bom Zee Lyrics




(feat. Hurricane Gee, Paul Hightower)

[Keith Murray]
Yo this is Keith Murray and Hurricane G with the bom bom zee
Trey deep takin to the streets
We straight ball hoggin, word up
Niggaz know what time it is
Straight up
Straight motherf*ckin Def Squad, L.O.D.

We can stand in the water and can't get wet
Def Squad always got some fly shit on deck

[Paul Hightower] Gl-or-ia!!

[Hurricane G]
Hey fun-ny, what's up with that money grip, yeahhh
Get hip to my tune and yo watch me flip
the master, the ultimate funk, freak-er
I'm unique, I got soul out my sneak-er
A dope female, with the fat tail
I never liked college, so yo, f*ck Yale!
If you don't know me by now I'm Puerto Rican
(When the track be creepin she be freakin when she speakin!)
The Bad Mamma Jama, still bust the grammar
F*ck the bullshit, let's get legit
Yes me the Hurricane yo I pack skills
So I keep on steppin like I'm doin drills
Hut one, two, charge enlarge
God damn, so don't f*ck around with the jam!
Sit back, relax, niggaz and watch me kick it
Don't flex, in my pocketbook I pack a biscuit
I blow your ass out (click click BOOYAKA)
How's that? Now peep the size of my gat
I'm gassed, so motherf*ckers kiss my ass
My whole ass; my entire big fat ol' ass!

[Keith Murray]
Keith Murray run this motherf*cker! (Hell motherf*ckin yeah!)
Keith Murray run this motherf*cker! (Hell motherf*ckin yeah!)

[Paul Hightower] Ke-ii-thhh!!!

[Keith Murray]
The mad matador metaphoric mergers like traffic [car tires squeal]
Not havin it, bashin your style I'm somethin drastic
Biblically, theoretically, practically speaklin who
wanna step in the helm of the realm of the Def Squad crew (Def Squad!!)
I shoot the gift like SWISH drinkin Olde English
Nigga you wish you had the style, more distinguished than this
Pissed ain't the word so observe -- how I break
your flow down through science, and kick you to the curb
Firsthand dirt and jungle poetry
You see me, G, we or E and somethin out this anatomy
Found the words of motherf*ckin technology
(like that) and we out

[Paul Hightower]
It's the bom bom zee, ohhh yeah
With Keith Murray, and Hurricane G...
For y'all that don't know - ya betta ask somebody!
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(feat. Hurricane Gee, Paul Hightower)

[Keith Murray]
Yo this is Keith Murray and Hurricane G with the bom bom zee
Trey deep takin to the streets
We straight ball hoggin, word up
Niggaz know what time it is
Straight up
Straight motherf*ckin Def Squad, L.O.D.

We can stand in the water and can't get wet
Def Squad always got some fly shit on deck

[Paul Hightower] Gl-or-ia!!

[Hurricane G]
Hey fun-ny, what's up with that money grip, yeahhh
Get hip to my tune and yo watch me flip
the master, the ultimate funk, freak-er
I'm unique, I got soul out my sneak-er
A dope female, with the fat tail
I never liked college, so yo, f*ck Yale!
If you don't know me by now I'm Puerto Rican
(When the track be creepin she be freakin when she speakin!)
The Bad Mamma Jama, still bust the grammar
F*ck the bullshit, let's get legit
Yes me the Hurricane yo I pack skills
So I keep on steppin like I'm doin drills
Hut one, two, charge enlarge
God damn, so don't f*ck around with the jam!
Sit back, relax, niggaz and watch me kick it
Don't flex, in my pocketbook I pack a biscuit
I blow your ass out (click click BOOYAKA)
How's that? Now peep the size of my gat
I'm gassed, so motherf*ckers kiss my ass
My whole ass; my entire big fat ol' ass!

[Keith Murray]
Keith Murray run this motherf*cker! (Hell motherf*ckin yeah!)
Keith Murray run this motherf*cker! (Hell motherf*ckin yeah!)

[Paul Hightower] Ke-ii-thhh!!!

[Keith Murray]
The mad matador metaphoric mergers like traffic [car tires squeal]
Not havin it, bashin your style I'm somethin drastic
Biblically, theoretically, practically speaklin who
wanna step in the helm of the realm of the Def Squad crew (Def Squad!!)
I shoot the gift like SWISH drinkin Olde English
Nigga you wish you had the style, more distinguished than this
Pissed ain't the word so observe -- how I break
your flow down through science, and kick you to the curb
Firsthand dirt and jungle poetry
You see me, G, we or E and somethin out this anatomy
Found the words of motherf*ckin technology
(like that) and we out

[Paul Hightower]
It's the bom bom zee, ohhh yeah
With Keith Murray, and Hurricane G...
For y'all that don't know - ya betta ask somebody!
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Writer: KEITH OMAR MURRAY, GLORIA RODRIGUEZ, ERICK S SERMON, BARRETT STRONG, NORMAN J. WHITFIELD
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group

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