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Too Phat - Anak Ay Am (Freak to the Beat) lyrics
Verse 1 ( Malique ) now Imma kick a lil' som'n som'n funky for the fellas and all the phat ladies who been acting ovezealous that tell us that Whutthadilly? was really the best one and they could hardly wait to check out the next so I bless'em wit this phat verse fatter than tractors a kiddy kinda voice a contributory factor on how I let my phat words affect the fat gurls they start moonwalkin' backwards until they back hurts now check this is hella fancy you in a frenzy and now you and your frens be, jumpin' like chimpanzees I know our fans be wantin' us back so bad so Imma kick a track and let you lay back and check this easy playa, songs you bump to on your CD player tiggedy tellin' all the sleazy, cheesy haters see ya later gimme the piece of paper with the funky ball point pen some people they ready to battle but to busy to make an appointment oink oink man just take a look at that biggy that wanna be tupac he hittin' me up the rooftop cause my group is too hot your crew not, some fool said that my music abusive just like the two fists of Len Lewis when he too pissed you boo'd this but now you think my coo'ish amuses your two sisters dig my voice and drip woo juices 0,1,2-0,1,2 is how we do we make the crowd they go rowdy rowdy hooooo Chorus wo-o-oh Malique and Joe again, they on the radio-o-oh blastin thru' your fat momma's stereo-o-oh don't wake your neighbors so you gotta keep it low-o-oh wo-o-oh, wo-o-oh to all the playez in the club, **** **** to the beat to all the honeyz show me love, **** **** to the beat everybody throw it up, **** **** to the beat **** **** to the beat Verse 2 ( Joe Flizzow ) biggedy back up in this b'nez again ya dream womans dream man the type that ain't gotta open doors and hold hands to show love but I get down for sure love, ya know love neva hold off on gracious boos, that unheard off WORD aint' it never of ever occured I be pullin' stunts they kinda crazy and absurd Joe Flizzow, Malique clockin' boos in scoo's and herds when I'm grabbin' microphones they grabbin my shirt we contemplating, sometimes we complicatin' amazin' pharasing got ya gazin tryina be chasin' the dragon they call me Joe the dragon and I dont mean to brag on but JZow got his hands on experience to make ya hunny got delirious I'm seriously silly so Whutthadilly? You got beef wit' me really? you gotta be jokin' don't try to be provokin' Joe and Malique we hot and we smoking... Chorus Verse 3 ( Malique ) yeah yeah we ain't thru until we take you fools on a journey back to the old school when it was all about love and brotherhood and everythang was crazy cool check, we usta wear white Nike Air Force sneaks with the fly grey Nike Air sweaters and at the little playground next to the school is where everybody got together check it out., we usta drink and chill out in the park, and freestylin' from top of the dome then everybody would party at Moomoo's crib because the mommy and daddy ain't home check, see I be chillin', Joe be chillin' whole Phat Family be chillin' and I still got it, love for thee suckers thats down the me!. Chorus (2X) |
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