| The kids from Brooklyn to T-Neck Y’knowI’msayin?
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| Brooklyn’s prime time
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| Verse One: Skoob, Dray
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| Now ain’t this some old shit, I’m bringin it round the back like no question
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| I’m swingin em with the cranes and I’m swayz like the Jetsons
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| I wreck shit, I biggity-blast off, duke, I’m hectic
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| Just look at the funk that I brung from the young and the restless
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| Don’t test this, I’m miggity-makin yens in Japan
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| Diggity-don't give a fuck cos I rap like Saran or antipersperant, I riggity-roll my punctures like a speed stick
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| I giggity-got the pops so kniggity-knock when you need it So freak it, I speak it, I giggity-gots ta bring it We're freakin a track for Jersey, yo Krazyie spring it Speak of the devil, figgity-fuck |
| the dumb shit, it's over
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| soldier, I riggity-roll just like a bulldozer
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| I’m kniggity-knockin butts and smokin blunts that’s my slogan
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| Check it, I wriggity-wreck more heads than Hulk Hogan
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| No jokin, I be’s the, um, best at how I’m speakin
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| I riggity-rock a show and pack em in like Puerto Ricans
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| I’m phat, I biggity-bang heads like Jerry Cooney
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| I’m swingin the shit from West, pump her up to the booty
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| Buster, I miggity-musta stunned ya, blunder
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| You blewa, I speak it, I freak it, I’m super, so do a…
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| Verse Two: Skoob, Dray
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| Biggity-bang boomer, biggity-bust the lunatic rhymer
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| I riggity-rings more bells than Flo from Mel’s Diner
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| I’m giggity-gettin props because of the rhymes that I be bustin
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| I’m sorry about, the condoms, sugar, you must provide the suction, cuz
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| I got more greenbacks than the land of the West got sea stacks
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| Simplest, I’ll call you Snaggle if you puss-sy gab, so Look at me flippin the tongue, bringin the fun, pass the Hoover
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| I’m swingity-swingin the funk, bangin her trunks in Bermuda
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| I dribbity-drop rungs, smoke blunts then drop my dipper
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| I piggity-pass the miggity-microphone to my nigga
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| Hot damn, higgity-here I am, check it Mister
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| I’m rippin the track to dreads or you’re dead from my fists of fury, I biggity-be's the damn judge and jury
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| I’m cliggity-clockin G’s cos these chumps always bore me Yo baby, I drippity-drops nuff grammar
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| I’m rippity-rippin shop wit my nigga Boogie Banger
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| I got loot, I got knock boots to Argentina
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| Ya stupid, I either wanna Benz or a beamer
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| So take that, I’m piggity-puttin your pipe when I’m smokin
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| Y’know kid, I ripped it for fun, no jokin, cos ya…
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| Verse Three: Skoob, Dray
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| Well I’ll be damned, higgity-here I am, check the slang, hops
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| I biggity-bump chicks wit them chicks from here to Bangkok
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| You’re Bedrock, now piggity-pass the blunt, sonny
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| and let me piggity-pucker up and grab my nuts like Al Bundy
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| I glassed em, I grits em, I shiggity-shoots my jizzum
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| I giigity-gots more loot than your tooth got the wisdom
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| Believe dat, I’m criggity-crackin skulls when I’m rowdy
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| I biggity-bang boots and hang loose like Jim Growlski
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| I miggity-makes em rock like Mr. Gillespie makes em dizzy
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| I piggity-pass the mic now, yo Krayzie get busy
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| Shit’s thick, I’m quick to stick a chick wit my dick like a sniper
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| Type o, fella that’s hyper
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| active, captive, plus I’m attractive
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| Horse for the course, suck my drawers then I’m back, kid
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| Styley, rowdy, then yo I’m audi
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| 5 wit my loot, got more troops than in Saudi
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| Arabia, maybe I, marry me an actress
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| Find her, phone her, bone her on the mattress
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| Tasket, tisket, Polly wanna biscuit
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| Figgity-fuck the cracker, I’m the rapper that rip it, cos yo…
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| Chorus to fade |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Brooklyn to T-Neck , by - Das EFX. Song from the album Dead Serious, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп