| 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
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| Ya flimsy, my thinga-majig is the illest, I throw it like Willis
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| Heiman, when I’m rhymin I’m makin the pape’s like Simon
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| says ta, my stick it ta master, I still be the best-a
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| I figgity the flame but in the sun, now time for Esther
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| So hi-ho I’m Silver, I’m makin the pape’s when I kicks
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| the that’ll make you muck when I lose his fleas, lice and his ticks
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| For the chicks, I be on my good foot, check it, that ass kicks
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| So yibbida yabber yoozy, that floozy Suzy Chapstick
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| So here boy, here boy, come get some, it’s Krazy
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| I’m swingin my Dukes of Hazard just like ??? |
| on Daisy
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| I’m swayze
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| Hook (x8):
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| (*Rappaz just ain’t what they used to be*)
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| Verse 2: Books
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| I hears ya snorin, you niggas is sleepin, nighty nighty
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| 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, G U hoo Dixie, they |
| dribblin in they Timberlands
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| I criminal mix styles, oh I flow like adrenaline
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| 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
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| Holy Shamrocks, the man rocks with no beat or ham hocks
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| Oh yes-in, send the rest in, peace to grandpops
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| Hook (x8)
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| Verse 3: Dray
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| Well um, knock knock, who’s that? |
| Guess what? |
| My crew’s back
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| rippin the hip-hop, Penelope pitstop
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| Doin the bitin, the shit I be writin, you’re givin me rabies
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| They oughta be usin my trims for sperm and makin babies
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| Hey ladies, I know A-B's, I’m makin CD’s
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| I heard you was eatin your spinach kid, you better be eatin your Weeties
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| Comprendo, so let your friends know I’m losin my noodle
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| cos when it be time to doodle, I lose my scruples, ask my pupils
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| I’m the slippery slang slipper, quick tp rip a QB
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| 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)
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| Verse 4: Books
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| Hear ye, don’t look any further G, see he here is Still mic checkin, still Dead Serious
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| Hello there, I didn’t go nowhere, whatup with the static G?
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| I be damagin niggas’fronts like them creases in your cavity
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| For real though, jumpin jallopy’s huh, I’m robbin that hockey huh
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| I drop these bumpy cos my style is knock-kneed
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| So me and my-a, I’s flyer then the witches sweeper
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| Deep, as keep ya’s drunk, jump into it like Aretha
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| I Boogie Bang bang the thang like a cr&style slant
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| Niggas be tryin to hang but they can’t G Will agains, I’m gettin elegant with the skill again
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| It don’t mean a thang if I ain’t got my philly friend
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| Hook (x8) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Rappaz , by - Das EFX. Song from the album Straight Up Sewaside, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп