Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song APACHE, artist - Various Artists - Azzurra Music. Album song MUSIC FROM ANDES, in the genre Музыка мира
Date of issue: 25.04.2005
Record label: Azzurra
Song language: English
APACHE |
Tonto, jump on it, jump on it, jump on it… |
Kemosabi, jump on it, jump on it, jump on it… |
Custer, jump on it, jump on it, jump on it… |
Apache, jump on it, jump on it, wowowowowowowowowo! |
I’m Big Bank, I am the Chief |
I got a lot of raps but I’ll be real |
I never need a horse I like to chill |
So I, drive up in my new Seville |
My Tribe went down in the hall of fame |
Cause I’m the one who shot Jesse James |
Pound for pound, I will never break down |
(Big Bank!) No sir, I don’t mess around |
Awowowowowowowowowow! |
Ho! |
Wowowowowowwowowowowowowowowowowow! |
Like Kemosabi, of course it’s me |
I’m better known as the Master G A firing squad, sensed the danger |
When they’re stung by the rapping ranger |
Had a little talk with my medicine man |
He said, «Get them squaws, fast as you can» |
To all you girls, that wanna join my Tribe |
Just move to my rhythm, and feel my vibe |
Put up a fuss, in the end you’ll agree |
When you come inside, my tee-pee |
As I said before, you could sense the danger |
When you’re stung by the rapping ranger |
When Silver and I, take a route |
All you suckers better step aside |
I sting squaws, then I run away |
HIYOO Silver, is what I say! |
Ho! |
Ho! |
Wowowowowowowowow! |
Hit it gang! |
Ho! |
Ho! |
Ho! |
Aowowowowowowowowowowowo! |
A pow-wow, just rock it out |
Finger poppin to the break of dawn |
Keep it rockin like the stuff that we call maize |
(What's that?) Hot buttered popcorn |
You just hippa-hoppa-dippa-boppa bang the boogie |
Woogie betcha wanna boogie again |
And you can put me to the test at your request |
I rock you out of your mocassin |
Kemosabi got down, took off his mask |
He kicked off his shoes and did the Monster Mash |
Tommy came along, saw what was happenin |
His head began to boppin his foot start to clappin |
Go slam, dunk, do the jerk |
And with the mic is how my smoke signals work |
They were jammin off a record that said it best: |
«Now what you hear is not a test!» |
Aowowowowowowowowowowowo! |
A-hunga-hunga-hunga-hunga (2X) |