| Hot potato, pass the potato
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| Hot potato, pass the potato
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| Hot potato, pass the potato
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| Hot potato, pass the potato
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| Don’t tip this my man
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| Ya know we fit’s the jam
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| So where’s the plan
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| Before shit hits the fan
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| A show gets ripped again
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| We did a round, rhyme, a riddler, reiterate
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| A written word, a rhythmic arithmetic, ridiculous, meticulous, Gift to give
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| You know me when you blew me
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| With your bit, lift your lid
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| Of the tip sound, around town
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| So boogie down with the brothers that will rock your party
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| Jump up, spin around, and sock somebody
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| Yeah
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| We like it when the beat be bumping
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| And you throw your hands in the air
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| Now
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| He might, she might, get night
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| Damn, right by way
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| We write, they fight, we fight
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| Fight, right, by light
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| Come ride the friendly styles of the Freestyle Fellowship
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| Crew
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| They may say, he be me
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| We all look alike, we all know
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| Tricky rhyme flow all on cue
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| And we’re hardcore too
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| Oooh
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| Hot potato, pass the potato
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| Hot potato, pass the potato
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| Hot potato, pass the potato
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| Hot potato, pass the potato
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| We seen a potato about 50 feet high
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| We thought to ourselves we could make some fries
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| Grabbed our potato cutter and our knives
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| An started cutting them mother (fuckers), down to size
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| That’s when we opened up the Fellowship shop
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| Had sweet potato pie, and tater tots by the
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| Grand opening, tater town
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| That’s where we met Ms. Hashy Brown
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| She ain’t the type of ‘tato to be be passed around
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| Cuz her potato skin is smooth and her (ass) is brown
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| Now since my baby left me
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| I ain’t been quite as healthy
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| So I went to Alpha-Beta
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| Got a sack of fat potatoes
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| Cuz I thought that could help me
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| Mercy me!
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| Where’s my potato?
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| Mercy me!
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| (Sweet potato pie!)
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| Mercy me!
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| (Potatos au gratin)
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| Mercy me!
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| (Curly fries.)
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| Hot potato, pass the potato
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| Hot potato, pass the potato
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| Hot potato, pass the potato
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| Hot potato, pass the potato
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| Now 1 potato, 2 potato, 3 potato, fo'
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| 5 potato, 6 potato, 7 potato, mo'
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| 8 potato, 9 potato, 10 potato, po-tata
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| Can’t find the way to Idaho!
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| Create a potato, We got a cradle at the door
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| Afraid of tornado potato and tomato woah
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| The Fellowship shop blew up, and what for'
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| So we can get ya ketchup when ya fresh up out the flow
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| Whoa, I’m I’m I’m the Mykah Nine
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| And I can’t fi. |
| i…ind the
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| Mi.i.ine more potato rinds
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| So I can dip my tip in the skins all the time
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| Hot potato, hot potato, hop on the table
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| {Pull a mike inflatable?] Au gratin, Edible hot tomato
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| Waiter wait
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| Serving a plate, stay awake
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| How about a taste, test
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| Yes, take it to ya local and bake it
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| Well once I see the Mexican fruit fly
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| On my neighbor’s ‘tato tree
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| What did he say to me
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| Maybe I should go inside and call him and tell him what’s popping
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| Or kick back and let the potato go rot
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| Because it ain’t a fruit
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| Potato is a root
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| And Mr. Potatohead is in a tato suit
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| So I peel off the skin, put it in a pot
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| Now I got my tato salad, soup, chips and chops
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| My shop is by the harbor
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| I’m the barber of Potato town
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| Come on down and let the man get down
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| The mo ‘tatos come through
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| The mo I’m paid
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| Have you ever tried to give a baked potato a fade?
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| Hot potato, pass the potato
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| Hot potato, pass the potato
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| Hot potato, pass the potato
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| Hot potato, pass the potato
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| Freestyle fellowship in the house
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| Doing it like this in 92'
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| Ganjah K m. |
| c in the house |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Hot Potato , by - Freestyle Fellowship. Song from the album Innercity Griots, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп