Ooh Baby chords by X-Clan

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Verse 1
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Pace, I'm called Baba
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Em 
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Professor X, the Overseer.
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Got a tale for you,
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the Travels of Tin Hanzo.
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It was once verbal milk,
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now verbal capture.
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Em 
If you will, sissy.
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I love barbecue, mama's home grits.
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Burgs of pie with a pro black lip.
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And I'm the F to the U,
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the N -K -I -N -L -E double S -O.
In the funky, listen, catch my groove
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And you can bust a move if you wanna
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I'm on a man frontin' on the guard
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It's a goner in my page
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The goat comin' straight outta Saturn
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Wearing tall crown,
but I'm not the Mad Hatter
Do the pimp strut, the pimp strut,
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I keep steppin'
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Go past the zero
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and I might reach eleven or thirteen
When you feel me the most chill
And my sarcophagi eat grits and toast
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With a little bit of butter,
a little bit of gravy
Coconut poodle,
but that shit don't phase me
Cause the magic I'm speakin'
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is natural and statural
I lay back casual,
ooh, baby, vanglorious way
I said, ooh, baby, vanglorious way
Into the rigid moment sets,
ooh, baby, vanglorious way
Also many so regret,
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ooh, baby, vanglorious way
Now check it out, boom, boom,
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itchy coombs, zap, boom, bing
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Black turns pink and try the mint snooze,
it's the call
So don't tell boys, let me know
Cause we're not the ones
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to entertain and give shows
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And smiles and pats,
and all this and all that
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This is Vainglorious,
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so you rap rap for the table
No cable,
and don't misconstrue my boots
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You got to chill, I don't play cute,
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I come hard
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Stable on release and my juice
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I reach sky to heaven, fuck Dr. Seuss
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I never liked Big Bird,
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his words don't attract me
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And don't miss the artist
cause he dresses too tacky
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So where I go to learn Jesus is black
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And God is love and fly things like that
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I learn about the sacrifice of Son of God
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That you only think about
when your times get hard, damn
So many people never get this
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Like my sister Cleopatra as a pimp, sis
Took Rome with a look and a
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little bit of palm
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And destroyed it, and brother is a witness
I won't talk too fast,
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I won't talk too quick
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But I got to check your nuts
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if you swear you're a pimp
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Cause a lot of niggas out there
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talk their mouth, they hold tip
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But the fact of the matter
is that this mail is a long glitch
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By the way, tell me what's your name
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Tell you what you're looking for
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and tell me what's your game
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You like grits, loyalty, and the mix
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slips, no pussy whoop trips
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You won't fall to the kiss of the abyss
Then you can ride on this

Verse 2

crossroad trip like

Traveling and traveling your truth

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Verse 3

to arrive to the other side

Verse 4

Behold the land of beat

That's up

Verse 5

to do the beat

Verse 6

Are you ready or are you a system

Verse 7
Now here we come
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Knick -knack, paddywhack,
a pro black flap
God is love and Jesus is black
Chosen poison, square traditions
Forced religions and fucked up living
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Bitch conventions, respect and pension
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Not to mention that
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they're murdering vibes
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How you gonna keep hope alive
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when things ain't healed?
When the scars are too deep,
I take it to the streets
Kick a war beat,
write another page
on a warrior's sleeve
I'll write about Confucius,
the son of a gunner
He learned his mathematics
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from an old number runner
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And  check Buddha, think like King
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Learned his wise words
from a cross -broke pimp
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A once in a cave boy, he once rolled a six
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Think about his ego
and his little -ass dick
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But check out a legbot, he rolled a seven
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Kept a stolen legacy
and strutted on to heaven
These are the things
that I'm talking about
That you just won't catch,
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that you figure it out
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So X  -Clan's job is not to play the hero
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Just to play the mission
and to make the eye clearer
So get in sync with the Zapp
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Boom Bang
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Turn your red, white, blue
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to your pimp -strut pink
And as you jam with the
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Silent Tenth Fletter
What trendsetter and makes
it more better?
Verbal sex is in the house
Cement your orgasm
and let's prep the funk out
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The moral to this story, kiddies
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Got to do with how far you stick it in
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To measure how much you get out
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By the way,
if you haven't discovered yet
We've come out of the home,
brother
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To spend the rest of our lives
to get back in
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Ask your mother
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Protected, what's the word, ah, ah, ah,
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ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah,
You