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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jungle Brothers
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jungle Brothers
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Shane Faber
Engineer
Red Alert
Mixing Engineer
The Navigator Mike G
Mixing Engineer
The Pharoah Afrika Baby Bambaataa
Mixing Engineer
The J.B.'s
Producer
Lyrics
Yeah
Fellas up, alright?
Chillin'?
I know this brother, smooth like a cat, haha (who's that?)
So I looked in the mirror, and I patted him on his back, yeah (aw)
Now I don't play when I do my thing (uh-huh)
But ya better call the cops (yeah) if I start to sing, yeah
I got plenty moves, eyes open or eyes closed
But my best move, baby, is when I blow my nose (stand back)
Afrika, my brother, he lets loose when he lets go
When the braids are in, cool, braids out, GI Afro
Cool, cool, I'm cool (you dissed him)
I'ma tell you what I think is cool (yeah, tell 'em)
Layin' up on an island (uh-huh)
Butt-naked, hangin' loose, yeah (shame on you)
A large, cold wooden bowl
Of freshly squeezed orange juice (can I get a sip?)
I started to sweat now, now that was hard to believe
So I stood up for a minute to catch that 5:15 breeze (yeah, alright)
While I was up I figured, you know (uh-huh)
I'll stroll over by the stream (yeah)
Jump in and cool off (uh-huh)
From that burnin' hot sunbeam (woo, what you sayin'?)
Water from the river (yeah)
Rushin' up my family jewels (splash, splash), woo
Yeah (haha), now that's cool
Writer(s): Jerry Leiber, Mike Stoller, Kent Harris
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