Tekster: Digital Underground. Future Rhythm. Oregano Flow (Hot Sauce Mix).
(A little high belongs to you)
Yeah, gettin' high off the soup
Drink it up
(A little high belongs to me)
Top rhyming's how we're coming with the loop
Sip it down
(A little high belongs to you)
A dab of this, dab of that, not too heavy on the garlic
Take it easy
(A little high belongs to me)
With just a touch of oregano
Now everybody's funking but they don't know how
They wasn't down back when the bull funked the cow
But the chest of the cow was vestless
So the stank from the D-thang bang left them breathless
Oregano Flow, Flow
Don't waste your time stickin' out your chest, for no, no
The reason is the season for the lovely flow
The 'D', we're sick enough of stress, let it go, let it go
Now follow as I slip into the butter melody
This is the part I take your heart and leave your vision blurry
So try to focus on my dope
I suggest that you invest in a telescope
As I'm kicking hella rhythm, move closer to your television
Catch a look just like a hooker catch j-izm
Even with bifocals for your ears, you still couldn't see me though
As I flavor up this vide' like oregano
Slinging them nouns and verbs
You couldn't hear me with binoculars
I guess I'm just a little different 'cause I do love them hoes
Just maybe not the same way that I love my niggaroes
'Cause I love it when they say something fly
The ill caps make me laugh till I cry
Some fries and some freaks and it's on, all night long
I love to see my homies livin' strong
But then I cook with the cloudy cookbook
Rained salt on another brother's sunny day
I wonder really, if we're really happy here
With this lonely G game we play
(A little high belongs to you)
Yeah, we're getting high off the soup
Now drink it up
(A little high belongs to me)
Top rhyming's how we're coming with the loop
Sip it down
(A little high belongs to you)
A dab of this, dab of that, not too heavy on the garlic
Take it easy
(A little high belongs to me)
With just a touch of oregano
Now everybody's looking but they cannot see
The 'D', because we're future and we're too slippery
You know we're coming with Oregano Flow, Flow
Don't waste your time sticking out your chest, for no, no
Reason is the season for the lovely flow
The 'D', we're sipping off the stress, let it go, let it go
Yeah, a little high belongs to you
A little high belongs to me
Top rhyming's how we're coming with the loops
(A little high belongs to me)
Oregano, baby, oregano
Kick the chorus, c'mon
(A little high belongs to you)
Yeah, my soup'll get you high
Sip it down
(A little high belongs to me)
Top rhyming's how we're coming, bye-bye
(A little high belongs to you, yeah)
(A little high belongs to me)
Yeah, gettin' high off the soup
Drink it up
(A little high belongs to me)
Top rhyming's how we're coming with the loop
Sip it down
(A little high belongs to you)
A dab of this, dab of that, not too heavy on the garlic
Take it easy
(A little high belongs to me)
With just a touch of oregano
Now everybody's funking but they don't know how
They wasn't down back when the bull funked the cow
But the chest of the cow was vestless
So the stank from the D-thang bang left them breathless
Oregano Flow, Flow
Don't waste your time stickin' out your chest, for no, no
The reason is the season for the lovely flow
The 'D', we're sick enough of stress, let it go, let it go
Now follow as I slip into the butter melody
This is the part I take your heart and leave your vision blurry
So try to focus on my dope
I suggest that you invest in a telescope
As I'm kicking hella rhythm, move closer to your television
Catch a look just like a hooker catch j-izm
Even with bifocals for your ears, you still couldn't see me though
As I flavor up this vide' like oregano
Slinging them nouns and verbs
You couldn't hear me with binoculars
I guess I'm just a little different 'cause I do love them hoes
Just maybe not the same way that I love my niggaroes
'Cause I love it when they say something fly
The ill caps make me laugh till I cry
Some fries and some freaks and it's on, all night long
I love to see my homies livin' strong
But then I cook with the cloudy cookbook
Rained salt on another brother's sunny day
I wonder really, if we're really happy here
With this lonely G game we play
(A little high belongs to you)
Yeah, we're getting high off the soup
Now drink it up
(A little high belongs to me)
Top rhyming's how we're coming with the loop
Sip it down
(A little high belongs to you)
A dab of this, dab of that, not too heavy on the garlic
Take it easy
(A little high belongs to me)
With just a touch of oregano
Now everybody's looking but they cannot see
The 'D', because we're future and we're too slippery
You know we're coming with Oregano Flow, Flow
Don't waste your time sticking out your chest, for no, no
Reason is the season for the lovely flow
The 'D', we're sipping off the stress, let it go, let it go
Yeah, a little high belongs to you
A little high belongs to me
Top rhyming's how we're coming with the loops
(A little high belongs to me)
Oregano, baby, oregano
Kick the chorus, c'mon
(A little high belongs to you)
Yeah, my soup'll get you high
Sip it down
(A little high belongs to me)
Top rhyming's how we're coming, bye-bye
(A little high belongs to you, yeah)
(A little high belongs to me)
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