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LowcoupDu-du-du-du, du-du-du-du, the Duke of EarlAnd how he spread Kentfield across the world Du-du-du-du, du-du-du-du, the Duke of Earl And how he spread Kentfield across the world Like it ain't nothing, like it ain't, yeah, yeah Like it ain't nothing, like it ain't, yeah, yeah, yeah Like it ain't nothing, like it ain't, yeah, yeah, yeah Like it ain't nothing, like it ain't nothing, nah, nah Like it ain't nothing Lickety split is my custom, arms like a fat violinist My squad got two goons and a biochemist Nigga, I'm the documentary maker Writing verse with getaway car enthusiasm Ooh, it's in him, ooh, it's in him Ooh, it's in him, uh, ooh, it's in him Why he'll-he'll bet they feel it now Bet they feel it now Duende smuggler's lair, we cooking with grease now Kente rug for prayer, we cooking with grease now Spirit dancing long ago and later Closes the eyes and enters the makeshift movie theater Holding bean pies, kicking freestyles with waiters Du-du-du-du, du-du-du-du, du-du-du-du, du-du-du-du The Duke of Earl And how he spread Kentfield across the world Du-du-du-du, du-du-du-du, the Duke of Earl And I freaked it |