Lyrics Commercial - Das Racist, Heems

Commercial

Commercial, commercial
Calm down, it’s not going to hurt you
It’s free!
It don’t cost no money
Kids!
Mamas and papas too
Boom shakalaka boom, tell me who to sock it to
To the left to the left now slide baby, slide
C’mon c’mon let me see your Tootsie Roll, Tootsie Pop Stop, go, hot, cold,
Kool Attention Deficit
Too legit to quit, hoola hoola moola holy moleys
Rodeo these body-odies, shake that body for me, for
You, til you tell me what you wanna do
Babalu, babalu, no Desi
Get ready, heavy like who do you like?
Who do you love?
Who do ya lust?
Who do ya trust?
No justice, just us, Jive shuck
Yummy yuck, tummy tuck, bunny hop, money money
Money up, money money money money money
Money money money money money money money
Money up, money money money money money
Money up, money money money money money money
Commercial, commercial
Calm down, it’s not going to hurt you
It’s free!
It don’t cost no money
It’s 1991 and the party is fun
It’s 1992 and the party is you
It’s 1993 and the party is me
It’s 1994, do you want more?
It’s 1995 and the party is live
It’s 1996 and the party is sick
It’s 1997 and the party is ill
It’s 1998 and the party is great
It’s irrelevant tell me where my cheddar went
Money is my time and I like my time better spent
How do you 'splain, how do you 'splain
Money missin', from the end listenin' dope boys trippin'
Hit it, hit it, hit it, hit it, once I hit it, I ain’t quit it
Want it back like a rebate, like I’m on a sweepstakes
Replay, can’t stand straight, can’t speak straight
Replay, replay, replay, lovers played each other
Now I got another son with another mother
He don’t look nothing like his older half brother
Scold him when he, hurt her, love him if he murder
Brother like a lover, cook the best burgers
Never though I’d get my cream tooken, Queens, Brooklyn
Shook him I’m a shook hand
I miss my duffel bag, how you run with that?
Want my burner back, you got no, gun to clap
Streets chit chat deadbeat dad
Woulda let you have it if I thought you need that
Funny that, thought you loved me back, want my money back
How you gonna laugh me and leave me?
Heartlessly
G me?
Love me and be me?
Believe me we
Need me, you skeevy and greedy, Johnny need his mom
Commercial, commercial
Calm down, it’s not going to hurt you
It’s free!
It don’t cost no money
It’s 1991 and the party is fun
It’s 1992 and the party is you
It’s 1993 and the party is me
It’s 1994, do you want more?
It’s 1995 and the party is live
It’s 1996 and the party is sick
It’s 1997 and the party is ill
It’s 1998 and the party is great