Shoomp

[Intro: Sean Paul]

Boom blast 'round the world!

And what's the cause? Yuh dun know –

De La Soul is dropping that...!

Yo –

Sean da Paul, dutty cup

De La Soul, yo yo

Sean da Paul, yeah-yeah, dutty cup

De La Soul now, yo yo, uh-uh

Yo yo, yo yo, suh shoomp

Suh shoomp, suh shoomp, aiyyo

Yo yo, yo yo

[Verse 1: Posdnuos, (Sean Paul)]

I'm not rehearsed or well versed in politic dissent

I just say what I mean, so you know what I meant (Nahmean?)

Keep one eye on squint, I'm like Clint

I'm from the East, Wood you at least acknowledge the print?

Can't front on me, dawg

I'm from the office of NY, my cubicle's L.I. – home

Of the infamous iced teas and cellies that roam

But play the DL when in ATL

Get thе "P" in for free when in D.C

Them ladies lovе me (Fa sho!)

Peaceful types and thugs bug me (For mo'!)

Increase manufacturing and fracturing ya

Necks, capturing the

Checks, stature-ing ya

I roll with spice, every time, we up for cookin'

Gourmet fake, your plate stays bookin'

While haters steady looking in awe, jaws wide

If they told you any different, believe me, they all lied

Swallow ya pride!

Call ya peeps, they speak like, "aww... they there??"

Yeah, nigga! Your love for us soon come like grey hair

Don't be a part of the problem, we solvin'

Play like that dog and "Sit, Ubu! Sit!"

Stay there!

[Chorus: Sean Paul]

Yo, yo, suh, De La Soul, dem a rock it 'na yuh mold

With di lyrical flow fi gettin' it out of control

Technically, wi a tek dem to school (Yeahh!)

Tell all di world, seh wi big, bad, and bold

Yo, De La Soul, dem a rock it 'na yuh mold

With di lyrical flow fi gettin' it out of control

Technically, wi a tek dem to school

(Boom!) Dilla, De La!

(Boom!) Dilla, De La!

(Boom!) All dey wit De La

[Verse 2: Trugoy]

Ayo, I'm aiming for this paper, put my struggles on fry

Fried fat off a baby girl and put her on a diet

Led riots in Time Square – the time there?

Hustle y'all's, get money, pay high rent

Spent one tenth of my life-and-time bent

Back like yoga posers; I've acquired Mo'ann

Invited her in, for the tea, choke, the Three spoke

Had me finger-poppin' since the top of the block

Mock Town, we rock mock-necks to just rock

This is federal rap, and yo' mic can get tapped

Fifteen, bid in on eBay, the menage is next

Since the two-ways' been over-exposed

Rappers ain't nothin' but advertise hoes

We get checks, but we need to get checked

Pull the Brand X cereal for the C-SPAN material – it's new to me

How we usually–broke

Poke fun of that – hope we rogue

Gun-havers, pulling out like we ain't slipped the cond' on

Shift the "Con Don," zippin' to Kandam

Layin' down with thighs that's gon' rip the con-dom!

[Chorus: Sean Paul]

Yo, yo, suh, De La Soul, dem a rock it 'na yuh mold

With di lyrical flow fi gettin' it out of control

Technically, wi a tek dem to school (Boom!)

All unu know, seh wi big, bad and bold

Dilla, De La Soul, dem a rip it 'na yuh mold (Yeah!)

With di lyrical flow fi gettin' it out of control

Technically, wi a tek dem to school

(Boom!) Dilla, De La!

(Boom!) Dilla, De La!

(Boom!) Yo yo, suh De La Soul, dem a rock it 'na yuh mold

With the lyrical flow fi gettin' it out of control

Technically, wi a tek dem to school (Boom!)

All unu know, seh wi big, bad and bold

Dilla, De La Soul, dem a rip it 'na yuh mold (Yeah!)

With the lyrical flow fi gettin' it out of control

Technically, wi a tek dem to school

(Boom!) Dilla, De La!

(Boom!) Dilla, De La!

(Boom!) Dilla, De La!