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Das Efx - Host Wit Da Most (rappaz Remix) Şarkı Sözleri
yo it´s the host wit da most, kid comin from the east coast yo it´s the host wit da most, kid comin from the east coast yeah it´s the host wit da most, kid comin from the east coast word bond, it´s the host wit da most, kid yeah comin from the east coast verse 1: dray well i´m suprised, open your eyes because it´s me, g i mention i sling the slang wit me and my man just like it´s a frisbee ya flimsy, my thinga-majig is the illest, i throw it like willis heiman, when i´m rhymin i´m makin the pape´s like simon says ta, my stick it ta master, i still be the best-a i figgity [fuck] the flame but in the sun, now time for esther so hi-ho i´m silver, i´m makin the pape´s when i kicks the [shit] that´ll make you muck when i lose his fleas, lice and his ticks for the chicks, i be on my good foot, you get that ass kicked so yibbida yabber yoozy, [fuck] that floozy suzy chapstick so here boy, here boy, come get some, it´s krazy i´m swingin my dukes of hazard just like???? on daisy i´m swayze chorus verse 2: books aiyo well here´s the story, niggas is sleepin, nighty nighty lord almighty, i´m bringin it live g, see i be flippin and rippin a tongue but some niggas don´t seems to digs me so i switch, b, like billy bigsby cos i´m the [shit], g u hoo dixie, they dribblin in they timberlands i criminal mix styles, oh i flow like adrenaline yikes man, the nigga is nice man so thinkin i lost it but i be icin crews wit the flakes til they frosted so hip hip hooray, wantin me while i do a new way to school a new jay, you say "holy shamrocks, the man rocks with no beef or ham hocks" oh yes-in, send the rest in, peace to grandpops chorus verse 3: dray well um, knock knock, who´s that? guess what? my crew´s back rippin the hip-hop, penelope pitstop doin the bitin, the shit i be writin, you´re givin me rabies they oughta be usin my terms for sperm and makin babies hey ladies, i know my a-b´s, i´m makin cd´s i heard you was eatin your spinach boy, you better be eatin your weeties comprendo, so let your friends know i´m losin my noodle cos when it be time to doodle, i lose my scruples, ask my pupils i´m the slippery slang slipper, quick to clip a qb shooby dooby dooby, i do that new g so you be kool & the gang and i puts my slang in hangin loosely, oh yes g, niggas be wantin to test me chorus verse 4: books hear ye, hear ye, don´t look any further g, see he here is still mic checkin [shit], still dead serious hello there, i didn´t go nowhere, whatup with the static g? i be damagin niggas´ fronts like them creases in your cavity for real though, jumpin jallopy´s, i´m rougher than hockey i drop these bumpy cos my style is knock-kneed so me and my-a, i´m flyer than the witches sweeper jeepers, keep ya jump, jump into it like aretha i boogie bang bang the thang like a cramp style slant niggas be tryin to hang but they can´t g will agains, i´m gettin elegant with the skill again it don´t mean a thang if i ain´t got my philly, kid chorus (x2) |
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