People Under The Stairs - Hang Loose lyrics

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People Under The Stairs - Hang Loose lyrics

(Thes One) I'm a cool Latin lover Libra disco king And the ladies all scream when I'm on the scene I got a gold plated plane to fly around the world Just to pick up the mothers of fine little girls I'm in the house yall And it's a family affair And you can bring your sister she can clip my hair If she ain't there well then I'm sh** outa luck I'm in the house with Mickey Mouse and Donald Duck You like Re-Run Trying to catch my truck It's me and Double stay chillin up in the cut We're like Starchy and Hutch but a little more depth I keep the forty on my right and the women and my left I got a gold plated pit bull made out of ice Yo his bark ain't loud but he sure ain't nice And if you ask me twice I'm going to tell you the same It's rap basketball and Doctor J is the name Cuz I'm bound to go down in the hall of fame And you can see my picture chillin up in the gold frame Type that yall And you just don't stop And that ya playing Pac-Man and running from the cops It's like a nice chocolate sundae with a cherry on top I got a leather Cadillac and I love to Hip-Hop Cuz people always saying P ain't about nothing But that's for the birds like Thanksgiving stuffing Cuz when I disco I always prove my point Yo I'm out baby brother Pa** Double the joint and Hang Loose Yall Hang Loose Hang Loose Yall Hang Loose (Chorus) (Double K) Real fresh, Haha Like a lady that just gave birth Double K is my name and LA is my turf I said we party all night like Kool and The Gang Me and the little brother Thes came to show our fame We break the girls hearts and make the jams start Surprise the sleepyheads like a fresh Pop-Tart We up jump the boogie like Scooby-Doo Smoke a doobie or two And hanging out with the crew I keep the green trees So my car smells fresh Take a bath with diamonds I only bought the best Keep my lady well dressed Never settle for less Like a cold can of Miller straight out the ice chest I don't wear Calvin Klein I wear Louis Vuitton And that's word to the mothers and brothers of Islam Party people live long cuz it's just begun Gathered in the same place just to have some fun We're the cool party rockers The old folk shocker The whack rhyme stopper Take a piece of something proper I'm out for the cash Here to have a blast Couple of friends and some laughs smoking up my hash Got a smile on my face cuz I own the place I got rhymes from Detroit straight to outaspace Emcee's shut your trap While I kick the old rap Party down with my friends some skinny some fat But one thing is for sure when we all Hang Loose We tell stories bout our rhymes like a Mother Goose Or Dr. Seuess It's the rap in the hat So take that party people, take that ha ha ha ha Hang Loose Hang Loose yall Hang Loose Hang Loose Yall