Run Dmc You Be Illin Lyrics

RunD.M.C.* You Be Illin' (Remix) / Hit It Run (1986, Vinyl) Discogs

Run Dmc You Be Illin Lyrics. You finally wake up, doc's gone to town. Web you be illin' lyrics.

RunD.M.C.* You Be Illin' (Remix) / Hit It Run (1986, Vinyl) Discogs
RunD.M.C.* You Be Illin' (Remix) / Hit It Run (1986, Vinyl) Discogs

Just mindin my business, eatin food and finger lickin. This dude walked in lookin' strange and. Web she smeltyour breathand then she left you standin' in your illin' stance you be illin' (for) dinner, you ate it, thereis none left it was salty, with butterand it was def you proceededto. Round his back, through the hoop, then you scream. Web you be illin', illin' you be illin', illin' you be illin' the other day around the way i seen you illin' at a party drunk as skunk you illin' punk and in your left hand was bacardi you. (one) day when i was chillin in kentucky fried chicken. Game's about to start, you kickin' popcorn to the beat. Raising hell verse 1 (one) day when i was chillin' in kentucky fried chicken just mindin' my business, eatin'. Web you be illin' (to)day you won a ticket to see doctor j front row seat (in free!) no pay radio in hand, snacks by feet game's about to start, you kickin' popcorn to the beat you finally. Just mindin' my business, eatin' food and finger lickin'.

Web you be illin' (to)day you won a ticket to see doctor j front row seat (in free!) no pay radio in hand, snacks by feet game's about to start, you kickin' popcorn to the beat you finally. Just mindin' my business, eatin' food and. Web she smeltyour breathand then she left you standin' in your illin' stance you be illin' (for) dinner, you ate it, thereis none left it was salty, with butterand it was def you proceededto. Just mindin' my business, eatin' food and finger lickin'. (one) day when i was chillin' in kentucky fried chicken. From their third album, raising hell. [verse 1] (one) day when i was chillin' in kentucky fried chicken. One day when i was chillin′ in kentucky fried chicken just mindin' my business, eatin′ food and finger lickin' this dude. Web you be illin' (to)day you won a ticket to see doctor j front row seat (in free!) no pay radio in hand, snacks by feet game's about to start, you kickin' popcorn to the beat you finally. You finally wake up, doc's gone to town. Raising hell verse 1 (one) day when i was chillin' in kentucky fried chicken just mindin' my business, eatin'.