- Votes:
- Composers:
- Kamaal Ibn John Fareed
- Ali Shaheed Jones-muhammad
- Malik Izaak Taylor
 
- Genres:
- 90s
- Hip-Hop
 
- Tags:
- jazz hop
- rap
 
- See also:
A Tribe Called Quest - Rap Promoter lyrics
{Q-Tip}
 It's a fly love song
 To the effect of nothing, effective fronting
 is what I don't allow so let me tell you something
 I am a bon-a-fide
 Not too modest and not a lot of pride
 Soon to have a ride and a home to reside
 if my momma is sick I'm by her beside
 Used to watch the show on channel 4 called Riptide
 Wash my wears in-Tide cause it's too damn cold
 out-Tide, that's how the runnings go
 If there ain't no dough then there ain't no show
 So take your roly poly fat promoter (ass)
 to the Chemical Bank, and get my cash
 If you wanna see the people scream and laugh
 You best Quest you ask the Quest you ask real fast
 Cause I don't wanna see em, start buckin
 Throwin chairs in the air while you be duckin
 what what? Don't step to me with that
 If you promotin the show make sure it ain't wack
 *sings*
 Or else I'm leaving ("let me tell you")
 I'm leaving (*cut and scratched* "let me tell you")
 I'm leaving (*cut and scratched* "let me tell you")
 Your wack show
 {Q-Tip} Yo man whassup with that?
 {Phife} Yo don't sweat me...
 ... c'mon, five hundred, that was the deal
 {Q-Tip} C'mon man, don't try to play me outA Tribe Called Quest - Rap Promoter - http://motolyrics.com/a-tribe-called-quest/rap-promoter-lyrics.html
 {Phife} We don't need you, sorry!!!
 {Q-Tip} You know you need me
 *drum roll*
 {Q-Tip}
 And the Abstract rapper says
 I want chicken, and orange juice, ?dat sauce on my rider?
 And my occasional potato by Oreida
 Don't forget my pastry make sure they're tasty
 I'm not the type to be pushy or hasty
 See I'm the type of bro that's reared in the ghetto
 Took a few shorts before
 Now the only ones I take are the ones that I wear
 Ain't takin no shorts no more, now
 please act proper 'fore I call the CrimeStoppers
 Don't dip on the dough, cause that's a no-no
 Make sure you count your money real slow
 Be alert, look alive, and act like ya know
 It's, the 90's, time to make moves
 Not, the 80's, do away withcha womb
 So what? You got a crew
 I got one too, they're called the Brooklyn Zoo
 Don't break fool, let's be reserved and cool
 We don't have to act like we in grade school
 Just make sure that we're taken care of
 And we'll do a fly show for ya bub, check it out
 Diggi-dang-diggi-dang, di-dang-ga-dang-a-diddy
 Diggi-dang-diggi-dang, di-dang-ga-dang-a-diddy
 Diggi-dang-diggi-dang, di-dang-ga-dang-a-diddy
 Diggi-dang-diggi-dang, di-dang-ga-dang-diggy-diggy















