Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Fudge Pudge , by - Organized Konfusion. Release date: 28.10.1991
Song language: English
Fudge Pudge |
| Verse one: prince poetry |
| Here we go again with the funky intro |
| People approach me knowin Im the prince po E-t, r-y, and Im the first batter |
| The pharoah usually go first, but it dont matter |
| Funky slices of beats like this |
| Comes once in a blue, but its not hard for me to chew |
| So kick off your shoes and dont forget your socks |
| I wash and wash them emcess like clorox |
| Skills I have, good and plenty |
| If you want dope lyrics but still gimmicks gimme |
| Beats, equivalent to just something that I can |
| Flow flow float onnnnnn |
| Its gettin heavy so heavy and keep ya coat on When i, proceed to, light the party |
| In the summer, somethin like a mardi, gras |
| Bikinis, panties, bras |
| Juicin em and Im suckin the girls up like straws |
| Oops upside ya dome |
| I dont answer the phone when Im home not alone |
| On the bone |
| Leave your name and your number and a brief message at the end of the tone |
| Boop! |
| Oooooh, and I like it Cause Im poetry the psychic |
| Intellectual level would rather |
| Nah, nah I dont like that |
| one more time |
| Rollin lyrics, off the tip of my tongue |
| I swing, I swang, I swung |
| Bringin you the news like kaity chung |
| But Im not a pretty oriental specimen from |
| hong kong fooey, numba one supa guy |
| I love the women but I dont try to see em Id rather make the money bein on the cover of e.m. |
| Get mcs mad make em flare up nostrils |
| Im poetry the rap fanatic I get hostile |
| Verse two: pharoah monch |
| Pressure presssure pressure pressure pressure pressure cooker |
| I leave the party when I mass a lot of hookers |
| Slip and slide, I slid the sludge |
| fudge pudge, but I never hold a grudge |
| Up against the wall, I caught you with the drugs |
| guess whos the judge |
| I hit the hook heavy |
| Ready no chitter-chatter I figure since Im bigger why pitter-patter |
| Props in no particular poetry persists to pertriculate? |
| Youre just a pussy |
| Cat when Im deckin you |
| Disrespectin you |
| Clever whenever I select a new dialogue |
| One plus one get it together |
| Girls dont despair cause Ill be your fair weather friend |
| No I dont have a benz and no I dont have an infiniti |
| I figure the eight inches of me, will be the remedy |
| Cause when I pull up to the bumper |
| Cause Ill be down to thump a girl like heather hunter |
| I tell you now you never hated |
| The triple x when it comes to sex is what Im rated |
| I tell you know that I can give good love |
| Yes Im the one you should love |
| So dont try to diss fudge pudge |
| cause its al-right, with, me Kick slick rhymes out of a mouth |
| Tricky in a joust, plus Im down with mickey mouse |
| Cmon everyone, lets flow to the rhy |