"Rub A Dub" lyrics
"Rub A Dub"
Ooh, what else can I do
Ooh, what else can I do
Ooh, face in a screw, ooh, racing to prove
You never remember the blossom sender
Still in a rub a dub style
Long time you don't know what I was doing, whoa
Long time see troubles are brewing yeah
Stick to the way you rock it and know that you'll cope with that
Not gonna let it sit 'til I say, "How dope was that?"
Keep your head pumping 'til you get in the zone
Not giving up, not going home
Stick to the way you rock it just do it real slow
No one can really say 'cause nobody really know
Only thing that matters if it's funky to you
You got a choice of what you gon' do so
Ooh, what else can I do, ooh, what else can I do
Ooh, face in a screw ooh, racing to prove
You'll never remember the blossom sender
Still in a rub a dub style
Stick to the way you rock it just do it real slow
No one can really say 'cause no one really know
Only thing that matters if it's funky to you
You got a choice of what you gon' do
Writer(s): Nicholas Hexum
- AZLyrics
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- 311 Lyrics
album:
"Transistor" (1997)
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