Beastie Boys

Beastie Boys - So What Cha Want 2 songtekst

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Cheese Like You'd Think I'm From Paris You Know I Get Fly You
 Think I Get High You Know That I'm Gone And I'm A Tell You All Why
 So Tell Me Who Are You Dissing Maybe I'm Missing The Reason That
 You're Smiling or Wilding So Listen In My Head I Just Want To
 Take 'em Down Imagination Set Loose And I'm Gonna Shake 'em
 Down Let It Flow Like A Mud Slide When I Get On I Like To Ride And
 Glide I've Got Depth Of Perception In My Text Y'all I Get Props At My
 Mention 'Cause I Vex Y'All So What'cha Want You're So Funny With
 The Money That You Flaunt Where'd You Get Your Information From
 You Think That You Can Front When Revelation Comes

 You Can't Front On That

 Well They Call Me Mike D The Ever Loving Man I'm Like Spoonie Gee
 I'm The Metropolitician You Scream And You Holler About My
 Chevy Impala But The Sweat Is Getting Wet Around The Ring Around
 Your Collar But Like A Dream I'm Flowing Without No Stopping
 Sweeter Than A Cherry Pie With Ready Whip Topping Goin' From
 Mic To Mic Kickin' It Wall To Wall Well I'll Be Calling Out You People
 Like A Casting Call It's Wack When You're Jacked In The Back Of A
 Ride With Your Know With Your Flow When You're Out Getting By
 Believe Me What You See Is What You Get And You See Me Coming Off
 As You Can Bet I Think I'm Losing My Mind This Time
 This Time I'm Losing My Mind

 You Can't Front On That

 But Little Do You Know About Something That I Talk About I'm Tired
 Of Driving It's Due Time That I Walk About But In The Meantime, I'm
 Wise To The Demise I've Got Eyes In The Back Of My Head So I Realize
 Well I'm Dr. Spock I'm Here To Rock Y'All I Want You Off The Wall
 If You're Playing The Wall So What'cha Want Y'All Suckers Write Me
 Checks And Then They Bounce So I Reach In My Pocket For The
 Fresh Amount See I'm The Long Leaner Victor The Cleaner
 I'm The Illest Motherfucker From Here To Gardena I'm As Cool As A
 Cucumber In A Bowl Of Hot Sauce You've Got The Rhyme And Reason
 But No Cause So If You're Hot To Trot You Think You're Slicker
 Than Grease I've Got News For You Crews
 You'll Be Sucking Like A Leach

 You Can't Front On That
 So What'cha Want
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