Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Feet and Hands, artist - FannyPack. Album song See You Next Tuesday, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 25.04.2005
Record label: Tommy Boy Entertainment
Song language: English
Feet and Hands |
Ooh ah, baby aw, she gaw, yeah |
Tell me how you like it so far, baby pa |
I thought, I thought, I saw some good putty tat by the bar |
But when the light hit him, yo, I was like nah |
Put the needle to the record when I’m getting butt naked |
I like your microphone, do you mind if I check it? |
One, two, yeah, I like the way it sounds |
No feedback, I need that turn your ass around |
Ding, dong, is anybody home? |
I’m like, King Kong on a throne in Rome |
I don’t have a car yet no rims of chrome |
No diamonds no pretty stones |
Just a dresser drawer filled with broken cell phones |
But I didn’t pay my bill so no dial tones |
But I don’t care hey people get loud |
Jump on the stage can you hear me now? |
Step, step, uhh, like that |
Gonna get set up |
Ooh, ooh, come on, are you movin' yet? |
Step that, all my body’s gonna get that |
Feelin' good, let’s do what your body should |
I always wanna punch people wearing Von Dutch Trucker hats |
Oh Lord, I hate 'em so much |
But anyway let’s just get it back gutter |
Dirty ass street shit make to me shutter |
With anticipation gotta stop wastin time |
Let’s go, we can all catch a case in |
Federal court 'cause I’m better at sports |
Spend the weekend in Wisconsin at a Cheddar Resort |
Spend cheese and G’s with the greatest of ease |
Rude girls, no, thank you, no please |
Got no kinda manners, got no home training |
Gettin' so wet, you would think it’s raining |
Took a trip to Spain and points beyond |
The prince took me to an opera but I just yawned |
Spawn of the devil but I chill in Heaven |
Get my forties and blunts from Seven Eleven |
I wanna drop top, poppi poppi, chop shop, poppi poppi |
Matt cock it back in the hotel lobby now |
We rip shows in other continents |
You rob Mickey D’s for condiments you should |
Send your man my compliments |
Your pillowcase is where the condom went |
Are you tired? |
You can catch your breath |
Or there’s something you’d like to do instead |
Uptown and downtown, ugly people, be quiet now |
Everybody bring the ruckus |
Corner crack slingers and redneck truckers |
North Cackalacka South Cackalacka |
Make some fuckin' noise for FannyPackalaca |
Smack all you bitch ass backpacalackas |
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, comin atcha |