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[Chip Fu] Creepin up on ya, creepin creepin up on ya [x4] |
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[Poc Fu] |
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Check the shit that I flips scuba dip doobie dippin |
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It's groovy; slammin like my man Scottie Pippen |
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Sly like a fox, I kick the shit that rocks |
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I'm +Golden+ with the +Gloves+, but nice with the shots |
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Don't try to put me down, I don't feel pain and sorrow |
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(The sun will come out!) Yeah tomorrow, tomorrow |
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I bet ya bottom dollar that tomorrow there'll be sun |
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Showin grati-TUDE, my atti-TUDE is kind of RUDE |
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I walk with a frown while I puff my cigar an' |
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Sit back and stare while I'm cha-cha-cha-charrin |
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Watchin Boogie Down, when they used to put me down |
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Now your mom give me skins and your pop push me pounds |
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Sparkin like a welder, punch ya like I'm Elmer |
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Embarass your ass like Gigi does to Thelma |
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Quick to cut your throat, hey boy don't touch the mic |
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[whoosh whoosh whoosh] Yeah I'm out like three strikes |
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[in the background: "sneakin up, sneakin up" x4] |
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[Chip Fu] Creepin up on ya, creepin creepin up on ya [x4] |
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[Chip Fu] |
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My lovely lengthy dreadlocks, be roastin on an open fire |
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Twisted tongue that's slippin and lyrically limpin |
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At your PEE-nocci-nose |
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I'm budda-ba-bad, budda-ba-bad, |
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Budda-ba-bad to the bone and crafty |
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Sssufferin sssucotash, I let lyricsss fly like DEE Daffy |
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So pass, the mug so Mike can try to ?? figure |
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When learnin this foolish, foolish lyrical style I deliver |
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Maybe way, down upon a swampy river! |
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Far far away (hooray!) yippie-kay-yo-kay-yay |
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Whoa, the dish ran away with the spoon |
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Andddd-dddain't-dddat-ddddsomethin-dddindddinddin? |
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And thennnn-IiiiIiii found- |
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Five-fy-a-fuck-five-feet-of-linnennenn |
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I Pop-eye's, like Bluto, ah-how you like judo? |
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Not Hong Kong, Fooey, I +chop+ like, some +suey+ |
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Like the Bruce, Banner, I gots a programma |
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So don't don't you cry cry for me oh Susannah |
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Tell your grandma, grandpa, pops and, your mamma |
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That you got, the right one, baby, eh-heh! |
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I'm freakin the stuttering style like just for one reason: |
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I think it's wabbit season, nah-uh duck season |
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Wabbit season, duck season |
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Wabbit season, duck season |
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Wabbit season.. AWWWWW SHUT UP! |
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Hey button your lip it's MC season dagnabbit |
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And ohhwowowowowwwwwwwwwwwww (whattup Chip?) I hate rabbits! |
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(shhhhhhhhhhhhhh) Be vewy vewy quiet, a hunting we will go |
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Hi-ho, the merry-o cheerio Chip's about to drop a hot potato! |
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'Yumpin 'Yimminy, Jimminy Crickets-kicks-kicks |
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Some rugged and rough shit like this |
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Silly wabbit ain't got 'nuff Trix to pick |
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But I'll chill instead, cause for the big kid, |
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For the big kid, for the big kid's how I uhh, kicks it |
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Yo ahh, rrrrrugabugit, rrrrrugabugit, where's was the mic? |
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It's in the freezer *cough* freezin like like a Raider |
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*cough* My flow's very, ridiculous |
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Like Frosted Lucky Charms my shit is magically delishwish |
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I'm a Chattanooga choo was funkier uh Punky Brewster |
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When I'm a FEE-farmer, PEE-plumber ???????? |
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So ??, roll up, rewind selector |
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I huh huh, huh huh huh, like Woodddy-Woodpecker |
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Peace to Victor Bramble, too hot to handle |
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Catch me same bbbabbbbbat time and bbabbabbat channel |
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[in the background: "sneakin up, sneakin up" x4] |
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[Chip Fu] Creepin up on ya, creepin creepin up on ya [x4] |
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[Moc Fu] |
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Arriba arriba! Pass the boom to M-O smokes the cheeba |
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A new type of flow and I toast the hoe, see-ya |
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Flipper type hitter, quicker to get bigger |
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Don't believe in guns so the fist become the trigger |
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I roll in the hood with my Fu-Schnicken niggaz |
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(Your niggaz?) Yeah, my motherfuckin niggaz! |
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The M-O throws blows (blows) obnoxious type flows (flows) |
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No one knows Bo's but the emery scrolls |
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Kick dogg pound sounds, from miles around |
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When I AIYYYYYYYY AIYYYYYYYY it vibrates your town |
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Peace to Diamond D, Flavor U-N-I-T |
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We sneakin up on ya, watch your ass for nine-three |
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[in the background: "sneakin up, sneakin up" x8] |
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[Chip Fu] Creepin up on ya, creepin creepin up on ya [x8] |