Das EFX

Das EFX - Jussummen lyrics

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Franks making thanks  operating like Trapper
 John M.D.  yea  that's what folks tell me
 I plan on going far and be a star like Marcus Welby
 So there  dear  uhum  you suit though
 Yes  I makes the ruckus  causing ruckus like Menudo
 Or Judo  I kicks it  I throws them when I gamble
 And when I swings my thing  I take a swing like Mickey Mantle
 But um  I got more flavors than a pack of Now and Laters
 Beg your pardon, Mr. keebler, but I love Vanilla Wafers
 See, i got it going on 'cause of the songs that I write
 I got it going on 'cause my crew is nuff hype
 Plus I zitz em, I zamz em, I grams em like Zorro
 I shot the Dagazino for a bag of Stella Doro
 Breadsticks, oh yes it's the books plus three
 Of my cousins, Crazy Drazy, ?(Abe Blitz and Tea)?
 'Cause we're
 (Chorus)
 Jussumen that's on the mic...
 Diggity yes, back up, I just come like Shaka
 Zulu, I pop like Orville Redenbacher
 When I'm proper, I doobity dibble dabble wit my winnings
 I drop a Def Jam as if my name was Russell Simmons
 I'm funky, spunky, I clock bread like Wonder
 I'll jump up and flex , make you think I'm jane Fonda
 I shiggity slam Rito, I'm layed back like Tito
 I good gots nuff wisdom like Mama Montigo, amigo
 Se Vente, yes I can samba
 I'm known like Geraldo, shishi karamba
 The jibbity jibba jammage, always wit the hippity houser
 I got crazy smarts like that kid Doogie Howser
 So cool out, Purno, I burn you no jive
 I wickity wax that scout like the words will be your five
 Diggity damn right half pint, i taste great like Bud Lite
 I'm well known like Spike or Walter Kronkite
 Cause we're
 Chorus
 Check it, 1 for the money, 2 for the show
 Thunder, Thunder, Thundercats, HO
 Yep, I got my moms, i got my girl, I got my friends
 And they say some making dollars, in Japan, I'm making Yenz
 Wit the new style, meanwhile, my real name is William
 I went and break a slut like Donald Trump can break a million
 Or zillion, I kills 'em, I watches All My Children
 I'm hard as women, watch it silly stunt, just ask the pilgrims
 I was strong from the get go, I'm not Lou Ferringo
 I never caught the cooties from a fluzy or a bimbo
 Like Cheeko, I'm the man, yes indeed, i got the smart, so
 When I take a stand, just take a seat like Rosa Arts
 Some tomato, tomato, bolongna, bolongna
 I use to fraggle rock ya but now I fraggle zone ya
 A loner, i can't swim, I'm laughing in my hoodie
 And I get down and boogie, oogie, oogie
 Cause we're
 Chorus
 I'm like Slick Rick the Ruler but I'm cooler that a calvin
 My mon's name is June, my pops name is Alvin
 I'm not your Kurt Gowdie but I'm outtie, Sianara
 So hit the road Jack so I can Welcome Back Kotter
 I flippity blast the ill shit, I flips them when I get them
 I chills wit the Books now mom paid out the rectum
 No comp, I stiggity stomp em all out like sash squash
 I'm deep, no steep, I'll make you wanna join backwash (zoom)
 I diggity drops a jam and now I'm slamming like Madonna
 I gave a crewcut to Sinead O'Conner
 Your honor, I'm bad to the bone, word is born
 'Cause me and Mrs. jones, we got a thing going on
 Yes I am, my ?(gibitibibity)? bedroom will not end
 To the diggity cows come home, take the Gitney again
 'Cause it's crazy, so give it a rest toots, don't you know me
 I go from ten to two just like Ivan Roni
 'Cause we're
 Chorus
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Copyrights:

Author: Andre Weston, Chris Charity, Derek Lynch, Willie Hines

Composer: ?

Publisher: Elektra Entertainment Group, Rhino Entertainment Company

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Released in: 2001

Language: English

Appearing on: The Very Best Of (2001)

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