Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song East MC's , by - Masta Killa. Release date: 31.12.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song East MC's , by - Masta Killa. East MC's |
| I want two beef patties, special sauce, onions, tomatoes |
| Lettuce, on a sesame seed bun… on a a sesame seed bun, you big dummy! |
| Dah-dah-dah-deh-duhhhhhh (I want two beef patties) |
| Dah-dah-dah-deh-duhhhhhh (with onions… special sauce) |
| Dah-dah-dah-deh-duhhhhhh (cheese on the special sauce sesame seed bun!) |
| Dah-dah-dah-deh-duhhhhhh (you big dummy!) |
| Dah-dah-dah-deh-duhhhhhh |
| I rock the mic and make the crown said «Ho!» |
| People if you ready to ride, then let’s go The older the wine, the more vintage |
| Each sentence, mature like stock dropped on beat |
| Sold in it’s highest peak, the black panther |
| Call him for the answer, the shadow dancer |
| No cure for the cancer, carefully approach this near-ville approach |
| Tension in the street, we stressed and wanna eat |
| Supply, meet the demand for those who get high |
| Sly &the Family, carve my name in Stone, peace to Angie |
| On and On, Chief Jay Strong' |
| .44 long, state today’s math and what’s ya name born |
| The Abbott had his head reflectin’off the chrome |
| Bank loan for a mil', Oprah, hold me down like Dr. Phil |
| This is napsack rap, oint joint gas |
| My gats point at you now you can’t point back |
| Penetratin’skulls, I’m diggin’holes like the mole |
| My sword will not dull |
| My daily toil’s: to protect the Earth so the seeds won’t spoil |
| Ya Frankenstein type mind like Peter Boil |
| Hooked on that Power-U, money, weed, power, too |
| Powerful God-U, fine booze, lines of snooze |
| Clouds of smoke, we smoke today break |
| We keep the leaves soaked, in that PC |
| Y’all best to run when y’all see me |
| I’m like Godzilla stompin’through Mt. Fiji |
| On his way to Tokyo |
| You hollow block head tell lies like Pinochio |
| Flip the Nokio phone, call my nigga T. S |
| «How you want the Triple X rock cut? |
| V.S.?» |
| Or Princess, or simply solid |
| The Prince word is worth more than the wallet |
| Doggy doggy! |
| We’ll steal your bone! |
| Doggy doggy! |
| We’ll steal your bonnnne! |
| Doggy doggy! |
| We’ll steal your bone! |
| Doggy doggy! |
| (I said!) We’ll steal your bone! |
| I said, two beef patties, special sauce |
| Onions, tomatoes, lettuce on a sesame seed bun |
| On a sesame seed bun, you big dummy! |
| Dah-dah-dah-deh-duhhhhhh |
| Dah-dah-dah-deh-duhhhhhh |
| Dah-dah-dah-deh-duhhhhhh |
| Dah-dah-dah-deh-duhhhhhh |