Digital Motown

Lyrics

[Intro] Listen (x12) [Verse 1: Kardinal Offishall] Boo When you givin' Sunday to Monday The ghetto lights flash like we dere pon de runway The underground king, yeah, do it the bun way I pimp so you can see how you can do one day What do you want, the Phantom or a Hyundai? Honk your horn (BEEP BEEP) chill with the gun play The ghetto yout sufferin' they needin a fun day I'm bleedin' to see you succeedin one day Me say! [Pre-Chorus: J*Davey & Kardinal Offishall] Turn this up on your radio (Chill) They say they want that je-ne sais quoi well mine they keep go (Huh) We're coming in through high definition on your stereo (Huh) Takin' you higher than your supplier with the bag of dro [Chorus: J*Davey & Kardinal Offishall] My people singin' la la la la la la la la (Huh) They crushin' la la la la la la la la (Huh) They smokin' la la la la la la la la (Huh) La la la la la la la la (Hehehe) [Verse 2: Kardinal Offishall] Easy, it is not to be me But I'ma pay the high price so I can be free (Boo!) But of a high, bye, doesn't it find me I like rum with a twist of a lime and a lychee (Yo!) At's how de ting go some of them like me And some of them will try anything to hype me And never fall for the yes man on a pipe dream Cause when you on your face none of them will be seen (Zaid!) The whole scene is nothing but obscene Fiends who use green trying to get you on their team (Uh Uh) The way I was at sixteen 'as neva gone away everyday is a new ting (Boo!) Aiyyo let me leave y'all with one ting A man is not a man if he nah stand up for something I stand firm you an a see me and I run tings I run tings! With the propaganda they pumpin' You know! [Pre-Chorus: J*Davey & Kardinal Offishall] Turn this up on your radio (Chill) They say they want that je-ne sais quoi well mine they keep go We're coming in through high definition on your stereo Takin' you higher than your supplier with the bag of dro [Chorus: J*Davey & Kardinal Offishall] My people singin' la la la la la la la la (Huh) They crushin' la la la la la la la la (Huh) They smokin' la la la la la la la la (Chill) La la la la la la la la (Hehehe) [Verse 3: Kardinal Offishall] Aiyyo! And we givin' Sunday to Monday The ghetto lights flash like we dere pon de runway The underground king, yeah, do it the bun way I pimp so you can see how you can do one day What do you in, the Phantom or a Hyundai? Honk your horn BEEP BE-DE BEEP BEEP chill with the gun play The ghetto yout sufferin' they needin a fun day I'm bleedin' to see you succeedin' one day Me say! [Pre-Chorus: J*Davey & Kardinal Offishall] Turn this up on your radio (Chill) They say they want that je-ne sais quoi well mine they keep go (Huh) We're coming in through high definition on your stereo (Chill) Takin' you higher than your supplier with the bag of dro [Chorus: J*Davey & Kardinal Offishall] My people singin' la la la la la la la la (Huh) They crushin' la la la la la la la la (Huh) They smokin' la la la la la la la la (Huh) La la la la la la la la (Hehehe) My people singing la la la la la la la la (Huh) They crushin' la la la la la la la la (Jyeah) They smokin' la la la la la la la la (Auhh) La la la la la la la la