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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
DJ Rhythm
DJ Rhythm
Kratzen
Andre "Krazy Drazyz" Weston
Andre "Krazy Drazyz" Weston
Stimme und Gesang
Willie "Skoob" Hines
Willie "Skoob" Hines
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
C.Charity
C.Charity
Arrangeur:in
S.Turrentine
S.Turrentine
Songwriter:in
Andre "Krazy Drazyz" Weston
Andre "Krazy Drazyz" Weston
Songwriter:in
Derek Lynch
Derek Lynch
Songwriter:in
Willie "Skoob" Hines
Willie "Skoob" Hines
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
C.Charity
C.Charity
Produzent:in
Derek Lynch
Derek Lynch
Produzent:in

Lyrics

And it go a little something like this Hit it Shiggity shoz bots, hots, I rocks I kiggity kicks the drama like a farmer picks the crops Hops, I diggity digs more wigs than John the Baptist They call me Mr. Rapper, so I guess I be the rappist No practice, yo Krayzie (Diggity yes?) Knocker Don't bolo like Han Solo, come work like Chewbacca So ease back, slick or get kicked in the tush Yep, I call ya Snaggle if your puss Ee Gads, I rip shop, until the roof fell in And plus I piggity pop your shit like [unverified] But, umm, rarely does my crew get into beefus I fliggity flips the mould like the gold that's on my cheebas Oh Jesus, I'm the youngest, Flipsy, be the eldest I'm hipper than the hip bone connected to your pelvis So Hickory Dickory Dock, diggity don't your wish If only it sounded like this, like this If only it sounded like this, like this Like this, like this If only it sounded like this, like this If only it sounded like this, like this Like this Shibbity bop, shibbity boo, check out the way I drops the scoop I'm kniggity knockin' butts out, daily, troop I friggity fry the funk, that's why they call me Krazyie Drayzie I giggity gots more props than that kid named Beatle Bailey The boogity woogity Brooklyn boy, he's cool like Grizzly ruin I swingity swing more shit than Tarzan be doin' I heard that shit was thick, that's why I spick like I was span Then I, umm, flip my bit and take a dip like Aquaman So, umm, figgity, fee, fi, fo, fum, I smell blunts I gibbity got lines like Evil Knievel got bitch stunts Ya dunce, I'm diggity down with The Hit Squad, aight I flippity fly more heads than Benjamin flew kites So I stiggity start the spliffin', give me your lips so I can rock I got more skills than John Han got cock So Hickory Dickory Dock, diggity don't you wish If only it sounded like this, like this If only it sounded like this, like this Like this, like this If only it sounded like this, like this If only it sounded like this, like this If only it sounded like this, like this If only it sounded like this, like this Like this And away we go, priggitypraise the Lord, Our Father I kiggity caught 'The Love Boat', [unverified] I'm finnicky like the cap' but shoots more funk than Funkadelic It's diggity Das EFX, umm, chum, can you smell it? Yippity yapper doozy, watch me ease on down the road, hun So come on, baby, and do the locomotion Umm, so now what the fuck? I give 'em a sugar smack then they crack like Daffy Duck Schmuck, I'm kniggity knarly, dude, hey, swick 'em I biggity bangs the chunks 'cos they plumps when I cook 'em I quiggity quick, quick, diggity dick, dick, tiggity tick, tack, toe So figado, figado, figado, figado I'm niggity not the herb but look at the burb, it's gonna stunt I figgity funk up Sanford and his fuckin' son So Hickory Dickory Dock, diggity don't you wish If only it sounded like this, like this If only it sounded like this, like this Like this, like this If only it sounded like this, like this If only it sounded like this, like this Like this
Writer(s): Willie D. Hines, Andre G. Weston, Christopher Charity, Derek Lynch, Stanley Turrentine Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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