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Organized Konfusion - Fudge Pudge lyrics
Verse One: Prince Poetry Here we go again with the funky intro People approach me knowin I'm the Prince Po e-t, r-y, and I'm the first batter The Pharoah usually go first, but it don't matter Funky slices of beats like this Comes once in a blue, but it's not hard for me to chew So kick off your shoes and don't forget your socks I wash and wash them emcess like Clorox Skills I have, good and plenty If you want dope lyrics but still gimmicks gimme Beats, equivalent to just something that I can Flow [flow] flow [flow] FLOAT ONnnnnn It's gettin heavy so heavy and keep ya coat on When I, proceed to, light the party In the summer, somethin like a Mardi, Gras Bikinis, panties, bras Juicin em and I'm suckin the girls up like straws OOPS upside ya dome I don't answer the phone when I'm home not alone on the bone Leave your name and your number and a brief message at the end of the tone BOOP! Oooooh, and I like it Cause I'm Poetry the psychic Intellectual level would rather nah, nah I don't like that {talking} one more time Rollin lyrics, off the tip of my tongue [swing] I swing [swing], I swang [swang], I swung [swung] Bringin you the news like Kaity Chung But I'm not a pretty oriental specimen from 'Hong Kong Fooey, numba one supa guy' I love the women but I don't try to see em I'd rather make the money bein on the cover of E.M. Get MCs mad make em flare up nostrils I'm Poetry the rap fanatic I get hostile Verse Two: Pharoah Monch Pressure presssure pressure pressure pressure pressure cooker I leave the party when I mass a lot of hookers Slip and slide, I slid the sludge [fudge] fudge [pudge] pudge, bu |
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