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Jungle Love
Ras Kass
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A child die in Africa every three seconds
Every sixteen bars a rapper fry my Wesson
Attached to a Smith, that's a big four-fifth
Animal Planet, who the most extreme?
It's the concrete jungle, we supposed to swing
And the natives gettin' restless, no dope to sling
I mean, every other day got sirens flashing ya
And I know what you're thinking (Go the fuck back to Africa)
No, look like I got a bone in my nose
I be boning white hoes, got chrome on my toes
I go to jail, niggas yell "Free me"
And these U.B.N. niggas is speaking Swahili
And we be beating on drums, making boys in they zone
These Spanish-speaking niggas call it reggaeton
Fuck Tarzan, I'ma act up now
I got a semi-auto spear, take a black hawk down, nigga
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from going under
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from going under
Move your hips, little mama, shake your ass like that
Put your monkey on my vine then give me the bag
She can join the tribe 'cause her milkshake fat
It's a concrete jungle and we travel in packs
Move your hips, little mama, shake your ass like that
Put your monkey on my vine then give me the bag
She can join the tribe 'cause her milkshake fat
It's a concrete jungle and we travel in packs
Got Pacific Islanders winding the hula
Pinoy-style mama like shots of Sambuca
You could hate if you like, rivals spats
I put some shit across your back like tribal tats
K's extended bananas, that motherfucker move shit
And word in the street Ras signed to Guerilla Unit
Ha, maybe it's the bathing apes
In the red monkey jeans with the Asian K's
Now you hanging on my dick like orangutan
King Kong ain't nothing, I came to bang
And not on my chest, I bang your bitch
How 'bout a banging mango-colored Audi A6?
I'm on that shit, you heard me
Piss my pants on stage like Fergie
They call us savage, wonder why we use the TECs
While UN peacekeepers use food for sex, fuck y'all
Move your hips, little mama, shake your ass like that
Put your monkey on my vine then give me the bag
She can join the tribe 'cause her milkshake fat
It's a concrete jungle and we travel in packs
Move your hips, little mama, shake your ass like that
Put your monkey on my vine then give me the bag
She can join the tribe 'cause her milkshake fat
It's a concrete jungle and we travel in packs
I be coming out my hut, white teed up
Not passant blanc, I'm hyphy'd up
I'm a dark-skinned French nigga, stop hating
On us Louisiana Creoles, Ivory Coast and Haitians
Faced in black and whites with the heaters
Trying to police us, my cats call 'em zebras
Lions got pride, ride Impalas and Lexus
Rock out with your cock out like Def Leppard
Wifey try to put us on Cheetahs but can't catch us
Got big cats in the zoo you ain't met yet
Little niggas grow up then it's time to hunt
Safarit Force Ones trying to find a blunt
Some get initiated and get jumped in to the set
Least that's how it is in the West
Crackers call us jungle bunnies, old folks call us thugs
But the king of the jungle get jungle love
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from going under
Uh, yeah
All my National Geographic nipples
You know the business
Move your hips, little mama, shake your ass like that
Put your monkey on my vine then give me the bag
She can join the tribe 'cause her milkshake fat
It's a concrete jungle and we travel in packs
Move your hips, little mama, shake your ass like that
Put your monkey on my vine then give me the bag
She can join the tribe 'cause her milkshake fat
It's a concrete jungle and we travel in packs
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Hyphy can kill you, man
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