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Erick Onasis - Why Not lyrics
f/ Slick Rick
 [E]
 Uh, and you dont stop yeah yeah
 Uh Huh yeah yeah ha ha
 [Slick Rick]
 You know what I'm sayin so I said
 (rick D)
 Uh huh, yeah
 Big Brown uh huh, yeah
You ready?
 [Erick Sermon]
 Yo, in the Y2K, my chips be micro, unlimited
 Me and Rick D reap the benefit
 Cars, girls, jewels, innocent 
 Next year it'll be old, we get rid of it
 Yeah like that, yeah we knock 'em out the box yo
 Money's deep like the gold at fort Knox yo
 Rhyme killer, kill an iller rhyme with no effort
 At you trick a hole your crew (blao!)
 You're mad now huh? You can't stand me
 Now watch when I'm recieving a grammy
 A Soul Train when I'm getting a Sammy
 Davis Junior award, fans applaud
 For me, Erick Onasis, top dog
 The money folder, I'm like Don King's promoter
 Ya'll can't see me I'm ariborne type tuskeegee
 Wicked like the board of Ouija 
 When I step in the door things change
 Everything stops like ya freeze frame
 It's mad hot now, Gettin ready to boilErick Onasis - Why Not - http://motolyrics.com/erick-onasis/why-not-lyrics.html
 (Rick the Ruler!) Me, the MC Grand Royal
 Chorus:
 [Erick Sermon]
 ER, Ravishing
 I, impress
 C, courageous or careless
 K, for the Kani's that I got
 That I rock everyday, and why, why not?
 [Slick Rick]
 R is ravishing
 I, impress
 C, courageous or careless
 K, for the Kangol's which I've got
 What I wear everyday, and why, why not?
 [Slick Rick]
 Emotion and hope in the scope 
 When the paw print on the button on my brand new garage door opener
 "Ungh", as the double R rips through the gutter
 Even 7 Day Advents scream "that shit's butter!"
 You best remember who's the skipper
 Remember who made girl's joint drop so hard it popped the zipper 
 Illusion on no boozin confusion
 Even ghosts like "Ruler I'm scared of you son"
 As I lean and dip, dream might seem a bit odd
 Lights just turned red turn green for Rick (ya know)
 On the deacon, with my stuff in there blastin
 Till the signs on the highway start to wop when I pass them (ohhh)
 Mad bougeoui folk bent, perhaps offend
 Chrome almost made another Rolls have an accident
 The Ruler wildin, La Di Da Di Don is stylin
 On his way to see green eyed buddy on the Island
(Chorus)














