歌曲 | Fudge Pudge |
歌手 | Organized Konfusion |
专辑 | Organized Konfusion |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Monch, Poetry | |
Verse one: prince poetry | |
Here we go again with the funky intro | |
People approach me knowin i'm the prince po | |
E-t, r-y, and i'm the first batter | |
The pharoah usually go first, but it don't matter | |
Funky slices of beats like this | |
Comes once in a blue, but it's not hard for me to chew | |
So kick off your shoes and don't forget your socks | |
I wash and wash them emcess like clorox | |
Skills i have, good and plenty | |
If you want dope lyrics but still gimmicks gimme | |
Beats, equivalent to just something that i can | |
Flow [flow] flow [flow] float onnnnnn | |
It's gettin heavy so heavy and keep ya coat on | |
When i, proceed to, light the party | |
In the summer, somethin like a mardi, gras | |
Bikinis, panties, bras | |
Juicin em and i'm suckin the girls up like straws | |
Oops upside ya dome | |
I don't answer the phone when i'm home not alone | |
On the bone | |
Leave your name and your number and a brief message at the end of the tone | |
Boop! | |
Oooooh, and i like it | |
Cause i'm poetry the psychic | |
Intellectual level would rather | |
Nah, nah i don't like that | |
{talking} one more time | |
Rollin lyrics, off the tip of my tongue [swing] | |
I swing [swing], i swang [swang], i swung [swung] | |
Bringin you the news like kaity chung | |
But i'm not a pretty oriental specimen from | |
'hong kong fooey, numba one supa guy' | |
I love the women but i don't try to see em | |
I'd rather make the money bein on the cover of e.m. | |
Get mcs mad make em flare up nostrils | |
I'm poetry the rap fanatic i get hostile | |
Verse two: pharoah monch | |
Pressure presssure pressure pressure pressure pressure cooker | |
I leave the party when i mass a lot of hookers | |
Slip and slide, i slid the sludge | |
[fudge] fudge [pudge] pudge, but i never hold a grudge | |
Up against the wall, i caught you with the drugs | |
[the organism's on the jury] guess who's the judge | |
I hit the hook heavy | |
Ready no chitter-chatter i figure since i'm bigger why pitter-patter | |
Props in no particular poetry persists to pertriculate ? | |
You're just a pussy [meow] | |
Cat when i'm deckin you | |
Disrespectin you | |
Clever whenever i select a new dialogue | |
One plus one get it together | |
Girls don't despair cause i'll be your 'fair weather friend' | |
No i don't have a benz and no i don't have an infiniti | |
I figure the eight inches of me, will be the remedy | |
Cause when i pull up to the bumper | |
Cause i'll be down to thump a girl like heather hunter | |
I tell you now you never hated | |
The triple x when it comes to sex is what i'm rated | |
I tell you know that i can give good love | |
Yes i'm the one you should love | |
So don't try to diss fudge pudge | |
'cause it's al-right, with, me' | |
Kick slick rhymes out of a mouth | |
Tricky in a joust, plus i'm down with mickey mouse | |
C'mon everyone, lets flow to the rhy |
zuo ci : Monch, Poetry | |
Verse one: prince poetry | |
Here we go again with the funky intro | |
People approach me knowin i' m the prince po | |
Et, ry, and i' m the first batter | |
The pharoah usually go first, but it don' t matter | |
Funky slices of beats like this | |
Comes once in a blue, but it' s not hard for me to chew | |
So kick off your shoes and don' t forget your socks | |
I wash and wash them emcess like clorox | |
Skills i have, good and plenty | |
If you want dope lyrics but still gimmicks gimme | |
Beats, equivalent to just something that i can | |
Flow flow flow flow float onnnnnn | |
It' s gettin heavy so heavy and keep ya coat on | |
When i, proceed to, light the party | |
In the summer, somethin like a mardi, gras | |
Bikinis, panties, bras | |
Juicin em and i' m suckin the girls up like straws | |
Oops upside ya dome | |
I don' t answer the phone when i' m home not alone | |
On the bone | |
Leave your name and your number and a brief message at the end of the tone | |
Boop! | |
Oooooh, and i like it | |
Cause i' m poetry the psychic | |
Intellectual level would rather | |
Nah, nah i don' t like that | |
talking one more time | |
Rollin lyrics, off the tip of my tongue swing | |
I swing swing, i swang swang, i swung swung | |
Bringin you the news like kaity chung | |
But i' m not a pretty oriental specimen from | |
' hong kong fooey, numba one supa guy' | |
I love the women but i don' t try to see em | |
I' d rather make the money bein on the cover of e. m. | |
Get mcs mad make em flare up nostrils | |
I' m poetry the rap fanatic i get hostile | |
Verse two: pharoah monch | |
Pressure presssure pressure pressure pressure pressure cooker | |
I leave the party when i mass a lot of hookers | |
Slip and slide, i slid the sludge | |
fudge fudge pudge pudge, but i never hold a grudge | |
Up against the wall, i caught you with the drugs | |
the organism' s on the jury guess who' s the judge | |
I hit the hook heavy | |
Ready no chitterchatter i figure since i' m bigger why pitterpatter | |
Props in no particular poetry persists to pertriculate ? | |
You' re just a pussy meow | |
Cat when i' m deckin you | |
Disrespectin you | |
Clever whenever i select a new dialogue | |
One plus one get it together | |
Girls don' t despair cause i' ll be your ' fair weather friend' | |
No i don' t have a benz and no i don' t have an infiniti | |
I figure the eight inches of me, will be the remedy | |
Cause when i pull up to the bumper | |
Cause i' ll be down to thump a girl like heather hunter | |
I tell you now you never hated | |
The triple x when it comes to sex is what i' m rated | |
I tell you know that i can give good love | |
Yes i' m the one you should love | |
So don' t try to diss fudge pudge | |
' cause it' s alright, with, me' | |
Kick slick rhymes out of a mouth | |
Tricky in a joust, plus i' m down with mickey mouse | |
C' mon everyone, lets flow to the rhy |
zuò cí : Monch, Poetry | |
Verse one: prince poetry | |
Here we go again with the funky intro | |
People approach me knowin i' m the prince po | |
Et, ry, and i' m the first batter | |
The pharoah usually go first, but it don' t matter | |
Funky slices of beats like this | |
Comes once in a blue, but it' s not hard for me to chew | |
So kick off your shoes and don' t forget your socks | |
I wash and wash them emcess like clorox | |
Skills i have, good and plenty | |
If you want dope lyrics but still gimmicks gimme | |
Beats, equivalent to just something that i can | |
Flow flow flow flow float onnnnnn | |
It' s gettin heavy so heavy and keep ya coat on | |
When i, proceed to, light the party | |
In the summer, somethin like a mardi, gras | |
Bikinis, panties, bras | |
Juicin em and i' m suckin the girls up like straws | |
Oops upside ya dome | |
I don' t answer the phone when i' m home not alone | |
On the bone | |
Leave your name and your number and a brief message at the end of the tone | |
Boop! | |
Oooooh, and i like it | |
Cause i' m poetry the psychic | |
Intellectual level would rather | |
Nah, nah i don' t like that | |
talking one more time | |
Rollin lyrics, off the tip of my tongue swing | |
I swing swing, i swang swang, i swung swung | |
Bringin you the news like kaity chung | |
But i' m not a pretty oriental specimen from | |
' hong kong fooey, numba one supa guy' | |
I love the women but i don' t try to see em | |
I' d rather make the money bein on the cover of e. m. | |
Get mcs mad make em flare up nostrils | |
I' m poetry the rap fanatic i get hostile | |
Verse two: pharoah monch | |
Pressure presssure pressure pressure pressure pressure cooker | |
I leave the party when i mass a lot of hookers | |
Slip and slide, i slid the sludge | |
fudge fudge pudge pudge, but i never hold a grudge | |
Up against the wall, i caught you with the drugs | |
the organism' s on the jury guess who' s the judge | |
I hit the hook heavy | |
Ready no chitterchatter i figure since i' m bigger why pitterpatter | |
Props in no particular poetry persists to pertriculate ? | |
You' re just a pussy meow | |
Cat when i' m deckin you | |
Disrespectin you | |
Clever whenever i select a new dialogue | |
One plus one get it together | |
Girls don' t despair cause i' ll be your ' fair weather friend' | |
No i don' t have a benz and no i don' t have an infiniti | |
I figure the eight inches of me, will be the remedy | |
Cause when i pull up to the bumper | |
Cause i' ll be down to thump a girl like heather hunter | |
I tell you now you never hated | |
The triple x when it comes to sex is what i' m rated | |
I tell you know that i can give good love | |
Yes i' m the one you should love | |
So don' t try to diss fudge pudge | |
' cause it' s alright, with, me' | |
Kick slick rhymes out of a mouth | |
Tricky in a joust, plus i' m down with mickey mouse | |
C' mon everyone, lets flow to the rhy |