Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hot Potato, artist - Freestyle Fellowship. Album song Innercity Griots, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 31.12.1992
Record label: The Island Def Jam
Song language: English
Hot Potato |
| Hot potato, pass the potato |
| Hot potato, pass the potato |
| Hot potato, pass the potato |
| Hot potato, pass the potato |
| Don’t tip this my man |
| Ya know we fit’s the jam |
| So where’s the plan |
| Before shit hits the fan |
| A show gets ripped again |
| We did a round, rhyme, a riddler, reiterate |
| A written word, a rhythmic arithmetic, ridiculous, meticulous, Gift to give |
| You know me when you blew me |
| With your bit, lift your lid |
| Of the tip sound, around town |
| So boogie down with the brothers that will rock your party |
| Jump up, spin around, and sock somebody |
| Yeah |
| We like it when the beat be bumping |
| And you throw your hands in the air |
| Now |
| He might, she might, get night |
| Damn, right by way |
| We write, they fight, we fight |
| Fight, right, by light |
| Come ride the friendly styles of the Freestyle Fellowship |
| Crew |
| They may say, he be me |
| We all look alike, we all know |
| Tricky rhyme flow all on cue |
| And we’re hardcore too |
| Oooh |
| Hot potato, pass the potato |
| Hot potato, pass the potato |
| Hot potato, pass the potato |
| Hot potato, pass the potato |
| We seen a potato about 50 feet high |
| We thought to ourselves we could make some fries |
| Grabbed our potato cutter and our knives |
| An started cutting them mother (fuckers), down to size |
| That’s when we opened up the Fellowship shop |
| Had sweet potato pie, and tater tots by the |
| Grand opening, tater town |
| That’s where we met Ms. Hashy Brown |
| She ain’t the type of ‘tato to be be passed around |
| Cuz her potato skin is smooth and her (ass) is brown |
| Now since my baby left me |
| I ain’t been quite as healthy |
| So I went to Alpha-Beta |
| Got a sack of fat potatoes |
| Cuz I thought that could help me |
| Mercy me! |
| Where’s my potato? |
| Mercy me! |
| (Sweet potato pie!) |
| Mercy me! |
| (Potatos au gratin) |
| Mercy me! |
| (Curly fries.) |
| Hot potato, pass the potato |
| Hot potato, pass the potato |
| Hot potato, pass the potato |
| Hot potato, pass the potato |
| Now 1 potato, 2 potato, 3 potato, fo' |
| 5 potato, 6 potato, 7 potato, mo' |
| 8 potato, 9 potato, 10 potato, po-tata |
| Can’t find the way to Idaho! |
| Create a potato, We got a cradle at the door |
| Afraid of tornado potato and tomato woah |
| The Fellowship shop blew up, and what for' |
| So we can get ya ketchup when ya fresh up out the flow |
| Whoa, I’m I’m I’m the Mykah Nine |
| And I can’t fi. |
| i…ind the |
| Mi.i.ine more potato rinds |
| So I can dip my tip in the skins all the time |
| Hot potato, hot potato, hop on the table |
| {Pull a mike inflatable?] Au gratin, Edible hot tomato |
| Waiter wait |
| Serving a plate, stay awake |
| How about a taste, test |
| Yes, take it to ya local and bake it |
| Well once I see the Mexican fruit fly |
| On my neighbor’s ‘tato tree |
| What did he say to me |
| Maybe I should go inside and call him and tell him what’s popping |
| Or kick back and let the potato go rot |
| Because it ain’t a fruit |
| Potato is a root |
| And Mr. Potatohead is in a tato suit |
| So I peel off the skin, put it in a pot |
| Now I got my tato salad, soup, chips and chops |
| My shop is by the harbor |
| I’m the barber of Potato town |
| Come on down and let the man get down |
| The mo ‘tatos come through |
| The mo I’m paid |
| Have you ever tried to give a baked potato a fade? |
| Hot potato, pass the potato |
| Hot potato, pass the potato |
| Hot potato, pass the potato |
| Hot potato, pass the potato |
| Freestyle fellowship in the house |
| Doing it like this in 92' |
| Ganjah K m. |
| c in the house |