Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Hippa To Da Hoppa , by - Ol' Dirty Bastard. Release date: 05.10.2009
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Elektra Entertainment, Rhino Entertainment Company
Song language: English
Hippa To Da Hoppa |
| My beats are slammin from the rugged programming |
| My man Bob Marley hey my man I’m Jammin |
| You could never touch the stamina, while I’m rammin the |
| hip-hop crowd makes me rrrah rrrah rrrah |
| Other MC’s got flipped with the ease |
| Beggin me for burnt cigar, stop the music please |
| No, cause I’m a PRO, rap to the conVO |
| Make a crowd say HOE, at a strip SHOW |
| Represent, my name is Ason, keep calm |
| Rhyme’s too smoky, funky like a stink bomb |
| Boom! |
| Blowin up niggaz better than pullin the trigger |
| So you betta run for covah! |
| Niggaz better loosen they ass, felt the glass |
| A forty ounce bottle, yo yo yo yo money yo pass! |
| Woooh-woooh-woooh! |
| I sweat it live |
| MC gonna live God? |
| No, the nigga die |
| The max-imum of MC’s are populating |
| The min-imum of those MC’s are dominating |
| Now all and together now, to what what who? |
| Rhymes come stinky like a girl’s poo-poo |
| Hippa to da hoppa and you just don’t stoppa (2x) |
| Verse Two: |
| Ahh shit, here I go once again |
| Rhymes get shitty from the time that I spend |
| I come old like toe fungus mold |
| Ask my grand-pop pop duke gave my soul |
| Then I came with that old Al Green shit |
| Saaa-die, taught me the ballisitc |
| I get you blurry in your eye with a high note |
| down, to the Brownsville, oops you got smoked |
| The shit I’m droppin is stinkin up your area |
| When I shoot it through like a messanger carrier |
| I keep my breath smellin like shit so I can get |
| FUNKY, baby I’m not havin it Help master! |
| *battle ensues* |
| Dragon-fist! |
| Horse-fist! |
| Bastard, I didn’t know who you were |