Wipe Ya Mouf - Smif-N-Wessun

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Embed: And then he just K.I.M., Keep It Moving, damn
And now here comes the dick riders screamin "You da man"
Until I turn my back, bet to quick to grab the gat
The head dick rider said "I know where he live at"
See that's what I'm talkin, suckin dick while you're walkin
Now you'se the target of the Boot Camp stalk kids

(Tek)
Lick off a shot, you no dick rider
Lick off a shot, you no cop blocker
Lick off a shot, you no dick rider
Lick off a shot, you do ganja hot seller
Lick off a shot, you no dick rider
Lick off a shot, for number 1 mama
Lick off a shot, you no dick rider
Lick off a shot, for the rebel winner

(Steele)
Aiyo Haktu (what up son?) You know money over there? (nah)
The one who wan stare over here like I'm tried scared
Me, or maybe check what I wear, see I represent lovely
For my Timb tree to my D-I-C-K, every day, all day, we stay read up
If you ride dicks, then shut up, keep it movin, cuz
I'm fed up

(Tek)
You took the words right out my mouth, ST
Got niggas ridin we, tryinna suck on these trees
Pockets full of lent, hummers browner than shit
Wanna suck and duck, cuz he's the neighborhood dick
Rider, if I was a bag of smoke, would I be chocolate?
It's Smif-N-Wessun, keep our dick out ya mouth kidLyrics provided by TANCODEhttp://lyricsever.com/" readonly=""/>

Wipe Ya Mouf Lyrics

Walkin down the street, watchin you, clockin me
Could it be because I'm magnetic, yet it gives me a fuckin headache
Cuz it's pathetic when niggas jump on ya dick and sweat it
But it gets hectic, when I set it off, by sick jazz niggas pop stressin
Smif-N-Wessun, from the corner of my red eyes, I peeped you
But you don't know, cuz I rock my rag real low, move slow
Cuz you might get moved on, can't even get my crews on
Without niggas puttin they screws on, shit ain't cool son
Cuz soon one day I feel I'm gonna have to lay somebody for real
A deal is, but Steele is strictly business
So when dick riders slide around, I dismiss shit
And get wit, Boot Camp Clik, how we flip shit
On the regular, forever stay on our own dick

(Tek)
Lick off a shot, you no dick rider
Lick off a shot, you twist up ganja
Lick off a shot, you no dick rider
Lick off a shot, you big money spender
Lick off a shot, you no dick rider
Lick off a shot, you no follower
Lick off a shot, you no dick rider
Lick off a shot, for Jah Rastafari

(Tek)
I'm pullin you're coats to the side of the block, we've all been to
See them on the corner when you're lookin out ya window
The dick riders, on Dick Riders Boulevard
You'se that large, and even got to look hard
You got a couple probably at the crib as we speak
In ninety now, ain't no woman town for the weak
Don't laugh though, stress'll make a nigga hurt somethin
Precede to get some yard weed cuz the dred is pumpin
And as I approach and greetin by my cuz Roach
"What up, ya high ass nigga, yo, you're shits the dope!"
And then he just K.I.M., Keep It Moving, damn
And now here comes the dick riders screamin "You da man"
Until I turn my back, bet to quick to grab the gat
The head dick rider said "I know where he live at"
See that's what I'm talkin, suckin dick while you're walkin
Now you'se the target of the Boot Camp stalk kids

(Tek)
Lick off a shot, you no dick rider
Lick off a shot, you no cop blocker
Lick off a shot, you no dick rider
Lick off a shot, you do ganja hot seller
Lick off a shot, you no dick rider
Lick off a shot, for number 1 mama
Lick off a shot, you no dick rider
Lick off a shot, for the rebel winner

(Steele)
Aiyo Haktu (what up son?) You know money over there? (nah)
The one who wan stare over here like I'm tried scared
Me, or maybe check what I wear, see I represent lovely
For my Timb tree to my D-I-C-K, every day, all day, we stay read up
If you ride dicks, then shut up, keep it movin, cuz
I'm fed up

(Tek)
You took the words right out my mouth, ST
Got niggas ridin we, tryinna suck on these trees
Pockets full of lent, hummers browner than shit
Wanna suck and duck, cuz he's the neighborhood dick
Rider, if I was a bag of smoke, would I be chocolate?
It's Smif-N-Wessun, keep our dick out ya mouth kid

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Smif-n-Wessun (aka Cocoa Brovaz) is a hip hop duo consisting of members Tek and Steele. Smif-n-Wessun comprise one-fourth of the Brownsville, Brooklyn supergroup Boot Camp Clik, with Buckshot, Heltah Skeltah and O.G.C. Both members are known for their Jamaican Patois during their raps, which was more evident during the earlier stages of their career. this powerful tandem got their start on Black Moon's classic debut, Enta Da Stage, in 1993. Rudeboy MCs Tek and General Steele made their presence felt on the cuts "U Da Man" and "Black Smif N' Wessun." In early 1994, the crew scored a massive underground hit with "Bucktown," a reference to their violence-plagued Bedford-Stuyvesant stomping grounds and "home of the original gun clappas."

Their debut LP, Dah Shinin', followed soon thereafter, unleashing more heavy artillery from the military-minded BCC. With a canvas of dark, gluttonous beats provided by the gifted Beatminerz production squad, the duo expanded the limits of harsh sounding, neck-snapping hip-hop by adding a melodic element. The crew released their album during the heyday of one of the '90s most influential independent hip-hop labels, Nervous Wreck Records, which many other indies (Rawkus) have patterned themselves around. Their name alone implies violence, but the weaponry they deploy is also of the verbal variety. Tek and Steele both possess signature flows, the former a bit more straight-laced while the latter showcases West Indian influences. Dah Shinin' was a focused album with a sharp compacted sound that still contained depth, albeit strictly from the dark side.

Forced to reincarnate themselves after a legal battle with the Smith and Wesson firearm company, the duo resurfaced in 1997 as the Cocoa Brovaz, a reference to their heritage and also to their marijuana fixation. Their second album (and first as the Cocoa Bs), 1998's The Rude Awakening, was a more sprawling and chaotic venture, as well as being a shade more frighteningly dark. Since 1998, the two partners have released a few singles, including "Super Brooklyn," which features a superbly innovative use of a sample from the old Super Mario Bros. Nintendo game.

They got signed to leading underground record label Rawkus Records but never released an album on the label. Thay joined back up with the Boot Camp Clik in 2002 for the album The Chosen Few. In September 2005, they returned as Smif-N-Wessun for the album Reloaded. Read more on Last.fm. User-contributed text is available under the Creative Commons By-SA License; additional terms may apply.

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