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Too express, no loco stops It's time to get fat and collect our props Too express, no loco stops It's time to get fat and collect our props Too express, no loco stops It's time to get fat and collect our props Too express, no loco stops It's time to get fat and collect our props Too express, no loco stops It's time to get fat and collect our props Too express, no loco stops It's time to get fat and collect our props Yo, check to your teepee, unzip, take a pee-pee Bring out your popcorn, now the Fu-Schnicks (Ride!) I think I'll take my time and just mention in this rhyme F you, don't take it personal First of all, I'm talkin' 'bout you bros Who walk around like you're (Large!) Who think you're runnin' things like you're Charles in (Charge!) But hound doggy, hound puppy, haven't you heard? Yogi B and Boo Boo got a plan for Joey Zuzu The guy with the fly samurai (Ay, yi, yi!) Sick 'em boy, down boy, whoa horsey, whoa Scammin' though they shouldn't, tryin' to move on Robin Hood But they couldn't (Why?) Chillin' that night with Dwight Gooden Drivin' around town with the new sports car Kumbaya, my Lord, oh kumbaya (You better believe, we come equipped) With styles of course to make you flip While my new dip style potato whip Wow, I grab the mic and tell a joke and zip from Robin Harris Bust a fart in public and never feel embarrassed (I'm back, donkey!) Ooh, that's a killer I swing my rhymes like monkeys swing the vines and gorillas I hope you're ready, Grover, it's all over, Jehovah I thank the (Big God!) (Gather moon!) Orange stars and green clover 'cause Too express, no loco stops It's time to get fat and collect our props Too express, no loco stops It's time to get fat and collect our props Too express, no loco stops It's time to get fat and collect our props Too express, no loco stops It's time to get fat and collect our props One potato, two potato, three potato, four OG Corner, jack corner, comes the seckle (Score!) I'm a devil that boots honey bunch, unlimited crazy I stutter and stutter my styles are Weak in a while but I'm worsey daisy I'm a doofy daffodil from the hill, yet but still 'Cause lyrical trick of a word is bigger, don't tap my beats Don't know my taste and you'll get obese, you don't know capisce I got the rhyme rug, son (What?) I'm Kenny, too, I'm penny, mohawk, I'm sloppy, I'm bumpy The butt's so big, call me little pokey, Pooh My brother, my dear, like Jiminy Cricket and David I conquer the rocks on the raw frontier Bumpin' and jiggin' and jiggin' and bumpin' Like Freddy when I rumble, mic check and whoa My yagi, my little yagi, Suki Saki, I be rockin' I'm merry, merry, merry, merry, merrily, always keep rhymes afloat I'm the ricky, ticky, ticky, tappy, the rickety, dragon steamboat Like Daffy Duck, I'ma quack us 'til I'm merry, oh, candy gravel I'm Mr. Whip and I'm whippin' up lyrics To whippin' up whippersnappers Stuck in the Seaside (Winder!), here's a (Reminder!) I'm b-b-b-b-bad, b-b-b-b-bad, b-b-b-b-bad to the Barney bow Yes, and I shipwreck and I wreck shop on a whole proper's microphone So come on, fly guy, yippee, yippee, yippee, yippee, yippee (Hasta la vista!), (Mamma mia!) Time to get my fly away 'cause it's Time to get fat and collect our props Too express, no loco stops It's time to get fat and collect our props Too express, no loco stops It's time to get fat and collect our props Too express, no loco stops It's time to get fat and collect our props My time to get on reconsider Moc's next, Rex was in effect, but it's time to collect Props, no doubt, 'nuff shout to the (Fu Crew!) Ready, bitch? You go bye-bye to the lyrics, boo-hoo The M-O-C is cultured, lyrics if you heard it Court just said I'll puncture, the rootin' and tootin' It's like I said the last time Phrases that I make, the selector rewind (Come again!) My style's bein' filled with a taste of Asian Techniques and verbally, brothers never heard of me Soon to be large, like El DeBarge Good time for many, or one of plenty Send me to the store if your brain is on empty Test me (You wimpy!), you cannot heed, y'all Step too close and you just get (Ripped up!) Ripped, it's over, your time is done The M for Unity but vocab as one 'cause it's Time to get fat and collect our props Too express, no loco stops It's time to get fat and collect our props Too express, no loco stops It's time to get fat and collect our props Too express, no loco stops It's time to get fat and collect our props Too express, no loco stops It's time to get fat and collect our props Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh A'ight, yo, yo, yo, yo Let me, let me say It's truly grateful, right? You know the group you want, right? Right Alright, cool A'ight, yo, yo, yo We gotta give shout-outs to KMD What's up, Major? Jahmal's team Dee, Link, Lee R. B Bob, Bob, O'Henry Yo, yo, T-Funk is in the house, T King M.B. M.O., yo, the Flavor Unit Takahhii, Inspectah Creeson Yo, Squid, what's up, son? Yo, yo, D, Uni Next, next, next Yo, Willie Johnson in the house Yo, yo, yo, to all the, everybody supportin' us, what's up? Yo, my big brother Speedy, yo Yo, yo, yo, yo, to my fuckin' children Yo, Rasmus, Rasmus, FDR, what's up? Corbin, Thomas, yo, the Bush, the Bush, yo The Bush is in the house Peace to Rada Correction Yo, to the brothers in the operator booth, what's up? Everybody, Mama Duke Yo, yo, yo, MTV Raps in the house Chief Warden, Brooklyn Detention Center Yo, Big Naaah, dudes Yo, to the brothers who got loot Alright, we done, we done Everybody, we are very grateful, grateful Thank you, me hungry, me gone, bye Yo, to the brothers who make dinners Everybody, we out there on East and Parkway All these steel bands Yo, yo, yo, to all the, to all the, to all the, to all the All the calypsonian To all these steel band players Yo, yo, yo, you can't forget all the storm hounds that's in the house 'Cause a mad shout-out to the Captain Rocker Who's been helpin' me out and Chip Fu Who's been lookin' out like a Cub Scout I gotta give a mad shout-out to myself M-O-C on the prowl Yo, you know what I'm sayin'? Wait, wait, wait, like I'm messin' up Shout-out to Chip Fu, Daisy, and everybody