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Pascal Comelade
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L'argot Du Bruit - Live
69 Boyz
Da Mote(l)
[Outside a dance club. The 'Tootsee Roll'
MAN: What's up, baby? They done had that last call for alcohol and
everything, what's up, you gon' come back to the 'mote with me or what?
WOMAN: But what about yo' girlfriend? She s'posed to be my friend.
MAN: Come on, come on, baby, don't worry 'bout her, I mean we can leave
here, go get something to eat. You hungry?
WOMAN: Mmm ... yeah ... I'm hungry a lil' bit. I just ...
MAN: Hey, you can bring your friends if you want, I got my boys back at
the hotel ... so what you gon' do?
WOMAN: (sigh) You really gon' pay my phone bill?
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{Ooooh, I got a winner! I think I got a winner!}
Uh! Uh! Ahh baby, here we go now!
1: Thrill Pa Dlaya
Hey baby doll, what's up? 'Scuse the mood, I'm a lil' bit bored
And normally, I don't try to take girls home after the club
But you got that flavor ride, and I'm kinda hungry
Not only that, strictly by myself, sometimes I tend to get lonely
So let's find this camp, and get a lil' something to eat
Get back to the 'mote and kick off them shoes so I can rub them feet
And we both dogs, baby, so we ain't got to joke
If you're down, I'll get to the car and we can head to the 'mote!
{Let's go to the motel, let's go to the 'mote
I won't tell if you don't tell!}
Jay-Ski:
{Let's go to the motel!} Girl, don't have no shame!
{I won't tell if you don't tell!} How you'll be gettin' that pocket
change!
{Let's go to the motel!} Girl, you know the deal!
{I won't tell if you don't tell!} How you'll be payin' that phone bill!
2: The Rottweiler
It's the last call for alcohol, baby, so let's leave the club
I wanna get in the tub and rub-a-dub, 'cause I'm in the mood for lo-ove ...
You wanted barbecue or mildew, girl, so what you wanna do?
We can go to the Hilton, Motel 6 or get a room at the Peek-A-Boo, uh
So eat your Wheaties, sweetie, and yo, you can best believe
Bring your toothbrush, a fresh pair of panties, yo, and that's all you need
So let's keep it a G thang, (?), uhh, and please don't go tell
That you're makin' noise with the 69 Boyz, so let's go to the motel, uhh!
Jay-Ski:
{Let's go to the motel!} And we can have some fun!
{I won't tell if you don't tell!} How you'll be gettin' them braids done!
{Let's go to the motel!} Girl, don't try to shine!
{I won't tell if you don't tell!} Where you workin' part time!
{Ho-tel, mo-tel, I won't tell if you don't tell!}
{Ooooh, I got a winner! I think I got a winner!}
3: Thrill Da Playa
Don't holler 'bout, I don't know ya, and you don't know me
'Cause if your booty big, then I'ma learn to dig your personality
I'm real, though; I ain't fake, heyyy, I want them skins
And you can bring your big booty buddies too;
I got a motel full of friends:
Danny, Tony T, Lemonhead, A.B., Daddy Black and Jay
You got three more friends?
Well, I do too: the Rottweiler, Rico and DJ M.A.!
We got rooms at the 6, so let's handle our business
Find this camp and go to the 'mote so I can rub-a-dub that Guinness!
{I got a trick! A treat!}
{Ooooh, I got a winner! I think I got a winner!}
Jay-Ski:
{Let's go to the motel!} Girl, you know the time!
{I won't tell if you don't tell!} It's better than waitin' in that welfare
line!
{Let's go to the motel!} Girl, it ain't gon' hurt!
{I won't tell if you don't tell!} How you got that dual invert!
Yeah baby! Here we go, come on, come on, here we go, baby!
(leads into 'Ding Dong Song')
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