Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Meet The Crew, artist - The Lonely Island. Album song The Wack Album, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Universal Music
Song language: English
Meet The Crew |
Lonely Island, we got the whole family here |
Time to meet the crew, y’all |
My name is Worm, you could call me J August |
Ride around town bumping Fugees in a tortoise |
Yo, I’m Artemus Prime, also known as Young Sandwich |
Lonely Island got amigos like my man John Lanis |
Keith in the house but you can call me Young Dad |
Rocking pink Adidas, never wear prat |
I’m little Tony, I’m always playing with Max |
Make you run out the room 'cause my booty’s gang |
I want the fat one, they call me Fat Bob |
I get all the ladies even though I’m a slob |
I’m Piccolo Pete, I’m a part of the crew |
You’ll know that it’s me from the sound of my flute |
Hell, I’m Sick Eric, I’m always sick |
You can catch me on the corner taking antibiotics |
They call me Smooth Guy 'cause I be drinking mad smoothies |
You think I got my name from my voice, that just ain’t soochy |
They call me Creepy Z, you know I do my own thing |
My rhymes ain’t good but I’m fun in small doses |
They call me Boring Steven, I don’t know why |
My rhymes are dope and my whip is fly |
I’m a rich guy, I’m doing this as a lark |
My sense of humor is extremely dark |
I’m new to the crew and no one trusts me at all |
If they’d get to know me they’d see I’m a ball |
People call me Tiny, my name is ironic |
I’m 12 feet tall, my life is hard |
I’m a little lost, is this the right studio? |
I work for Rod Stewart, you know what? |
I’m gonna go |
I wear stripes that match the wallpaper |
I’m hiding now but I’ll surprise you later |
Well, my name is Greg and I’m on the phone |
It was my mom’s birthday so I had to fly home |
We’re the Booty Twins, all we smoking Budapest |
Never obsess, Budapest is the best |
Hey, I’m Rod Stewart, I’m looking for my tech |
He’s always wondering off, what a pain in the neck |
So there it is, one third of the crew |
The rest couldn’t be here or phone in |
But best believe they are amidst |
Lonely Island, we out |