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Viewing Lyrics for Rappaz:
| | | Artist: | Das EFX |
| | Album: | Straight Up Sewaside | | Track: | Rappaz | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 2 | | | | Lyrics: | Verse 1: Dray
I gotta suprise uh I is a bit wiser oh yes I gets biz G
I mention I
sling the slang wit me and my man just like it's a frisbee
Ya flimsy my thinga majig is the
illest I throw it like Willis
Heiman when I'm rhymin I'm makin the pape's like Simon
says ta my stick it ta master I still be the best a
I figgity [fuck] the flame but
in the sun now time for Esther
So hi ho I'm Silver I'm makin the pape's when I kicks
the [shit] that'll make you muck when I lose his fleas, lice and his
ticks
For the chicks, I be on my good foot, check it, that ass kicks
So yibbida yabber yoozy,
[fuck] that floozy Suzy Chapstick
So here boy, here boy, come get some, it's Krazy
I'm swingin my Dukes of Hazard just like ???? on Daisy
I'm swayze
Hook (x8):
(*Rappaz just ain't what they used to be*)
Verse 2: Books
I hears ya snorin, you
niggas is sleepin, nighty nighty
Lord almighty, I'm bringin it live G, see I be
rippin and flippin a tongue but some niggas don't seems to digs me
so I switch, B, like
Billy Bigsby cos I'm the [shit], G
U hoo Dixie, they dribblin in they Timberlands
I
criminal mix styles, oh I flow like adrenaline
Yikes man, the nigga is nice man so thinkin I
lost it
but I hypin crews wit the bass then they crossed it
So hip hip hooray,
wantin me while I do a
new way to school a new jay, you say
"Holy Shamrocks, the man
rocks with no beat or ham hocks"
Oh yes-in, send the rest in, peace to grandpops
Hook (x8)
Verse 3: Dray
Well um, knock knock, who's that? Guess what? My crew's back
rippin the hip-hop, Penelope pitstop
Doin the bitin, the shit I be writin, you're
givin me rabies
They oughta be usin my trims for sperm and makin babies
Hey ladies,
I know A-B's, I'm makin CD's
I heard you was eatin your spinach kid, you better be eatin
your
Weeties
Comprendo, so let your friends know I'm losin my noodle
cos
when it be time to doodle, I lose my scruples, ask my pupils
I'm the slippery slang slipper,
quick tp rip a QB
Shooby dooby dooby, I do that new G
So you be Kool & The Gang and
I puts my slang in
Hangin loosely, oh yes G, niggas be tryin to test me
Hook (x8)
Verse 4: Books
Hear ye, don't look any further G, see he here is
Still mic
checkin [shit], still Dead Serious
Hello there, I didn't go nowhere, whatup with the static
G?
I be damagin niggas' fronts like them creases in your cavity
For real though,
jumpin jallopy's huh, I'm robbin that hockey huh
I drop these bumpy cos my style is
knock-kneed
So me and my-a, I's flyer then the witches sweeper
Deep, as keep ya's
drunk, jump into it like Aretha
I Boogie Bang bang the thang like a cramp style slant
Niggas be tryin to hang but they can't G
Will agains, I'm gettin elegant with the
skill again
It don't mean a thang if I ain't got my philly friend
Hook (x8 | | | |
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