| Well I’m nimble
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| And I’m nice like Kris Kringle
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| But Joe I got caught, caught, got swindled
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| Me and a couple of boys at Kings Plaza
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| Walkin' through the mall to see if they had a
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| Couple of shirts, a few pants
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| Just out of the blue, went, took a glance
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| In front of Macy’s I seen two girly-girlies
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| One looked def, the other looked like Mr. Furley
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| With my ego trip, my Wilson flip
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| I used my lip to get both on the sneak tip
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| Then I sicced it
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| Kicked it to the ugly one
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| Souped her up, I called her Lipton and honey one
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| Things like that, gibberish and crap
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| She’s a skeezer, there’s no need for chit or chat
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| Her body looks, kinda good, yeah, but
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| As for her face, Jabba The Hut
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| I shoulda played Michael Jackson, told her to beat it
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| I said, what the heck, I got a condom, freak it
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| Her nickname now is Mona the rover
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| She looks like a dog so I dogged it on the sofa
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| Some dumb reason though, it was fun
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| Now she’s looking good to me, I’m caught up part one
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| I’m in love with an ugly girl, but hey
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| I’m gonna kick it to the pretty one today
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| She seems nice and she’s a fly cutie
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| Called her up I said, «Hi my name is Chubbs,» her name was Judy
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| I don’t have to tell you guys the rest
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| But I asked her to go out, she said yes
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| Took her to the movies and then to my house
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| Led the girl straight to the couch
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| Like a game, I have to score
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| Dim the lights, get the two-ply condom from the drawer
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| Took off her shirt and only then I asked the question
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| Yo? |
| who broke wind? |
| something smells bad, dang
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| It won’t let up!
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| It was Judy, the cutie! |
| yo, word up!
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| So now I got an ugly girl and one with the smell
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| But which one should I choose? |
| oh well
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| I’m caught up
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| I know I’m hard, 'cause I’m Chubb Rock
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| But even to my chest I got a soft spot
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| That could easily be ripped apart
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| I’m hard like the Tin Man but I got a heart
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| Every night it seems I stay home sick
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| Trying to figure out which girl will I pick
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| Ripping my heart, damaging my soul
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| All these problems because of a little hole
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| And recreation in a bed
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| But Mona and Judy are getting me fed
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| Up to the point I couldn’t even hold my own
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| I was like E.T., I had to phone home
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| To ask my mom a question she always knows
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| She says Chubby, follow your heart and your nose
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| Be celibate, no girl, be a loner
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| But I picked the ugly girl yeah, I picked Mona |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Caught Up (with Hitman Howie Tee) , by - Chubb Rock. Song from the album And The Winner Is... (with Hitman Howie Tee), in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп