Bom Bom Zee Keith Murray (Ft. Hurricane G & Paul Hightower)

[Intro: Keith Murray]
Yo this is Keith Murray and Hurricane G with the bom bom zee
Trey deep takin to the streets
We straight ball hoggin, word up
Niggas know what time it is
Straight up
Straight motherfuckin Def Squad, L.O.D

We can stand in the water and can't get wet
Def Squad always got some fly shit on deck

[Verse 1: Hurricane G]
Hey fun-ny, what's up with that money grip, yeahhh
Get hip to my tune and yo watch me flip
The master, the ultimate funk, freak-er
I'm unique, I got soul out my sneak-er
A dope female, with the fat tail
I never liked college, so yo, fuck Yale!
If you don't know me by now I'm Puerto Rican
(When the track be creepin she be freakin when she speakin!)
The Bad Mamma Jammer, still bust the grammar
Fuck the bullshit, let's get legit
Yes me the Hurricane yo I pack skills
So I keep on steppin like I'm doin drills
Hut one, two, charge enlarge
God damn, so don't fuck around with the jam!
Sit back, relax, niggas and watch me kick it
Don't flex, in my pocketbook I pack a biscuit
I blow your ass out (click click BOOYAKA)
How's that? Now peep the size of my gat
I'm gassed, so motherfucker, kiss my ass
My whole ass; my entire big fat ol' ass!