Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Happy Chachi, artist - Lee Scott. Album song CactusOwlMoonGoat, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 09.10.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Blah
Song language: English
Happy Chachi |
Neighbours screamin' blaspheme |
Interruptin' me reocurrin' Cameron Diaz in a mask dream |
I circle the room and double back, — to me reflection like |
«What you lookin' at?» |
That’s enough of that |
I put a bat through the fatback Atachi |
Now I’m a regular Happy Chachi |
Like itchy when he’s swattin' scratchy |
Destruction soothes the soul like Apache chance |
Grab a branch and you might survive the avalanche |
While I sit back and plot like a masked mastervillain |
In the wrong house, flat, mansion |
Chillin' til I’m rich, in the ritz |
With a bollywood bitch gettin' blitzed |
Til' I look like hollywood skits |
Bada Boom, Bada Bing |
The cold sagger king |
With rum in me can of Ting |
Don’t ask me for a thing |
Or it might become nasty |
I bitch slapped those meddlin' kids when they unmasked me, classy |
I fuck forty hoes, then pause to pose and ash me Camel Light |
And grab the mic like rap’s Marshall Applewhite |
All praises to the cult |
I’m a slender Herculean figure with a face you wanna sculpt |
Baby, let’s climb up on the roof and fly |
You can’t spell suicide without «U» and «I» |
I’d hop into me coffin, but I’m waitin' for me suit to dry and I need to choose |
a tie |
Return of the |
Lookin' sharp hoppin' in in a comfortable Clarks moccasin shoe |
What can you do? |
It might mean somethin' to them but, nothin' to you |
Like «Where do I have to pillage to be the man?» |
A dove escaped from me pocket and flew into the ceilin' fan |
And apart from the feathers and blood on me vintage 19th century rug, |
everything’s good |
It’s all sound 'ere |
Everything’s laughin' round 'ere |
It’s all sound 'ere |
Cactus Owl, everything’s laughin' round 'ere |