- Whats Up Doc? (Can We Rock) (K-Cuts Fat Trac Remix) 歌詞 DJ Diesel Fu-Schnickens
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- DJ Diesel Fu-Schnickens
- Whats Up Doc? (Can We Rock)
Whats Up Doc? (Can We Rock)
Whats Up Doc? (Can We Rock)
Cha cha cha cha cha
Whats up pa, yo who poop?
Your ma dukes or pa dukes?
Theres two scoops a raisin in the sun
Brothers try to rally up
Then dilly dally for some room
Bird peckin, doulbe deckin
Rubber neckin in my tomb
Check it out yo, I smile like Groucho Marx
I make a joke, hokey pokey, and slide by like egg yolk
Play me like a punk like Penguin and the Joker
Snoopin in my biz like
Tom and Roxie Roker
So bust the freaky freaky freaky ways
The brothers with the Asian guise making Gs
And now were sellin records overseas
Holy smokes, oops, your whole plan goofed up
Now you get kicks, nough licks, plus cuffed up
Cause you can catch a quick drop
For tryin to take the Schnicks props
So tick tock around the clock and shock while we lick shots
(Boom!) for goodness sakes the stakes are high
Im out (you out?)
ABC-ya, bye
Whats Up Doc? (Can We Rock)
Whats Up Doc? (Can We Rock)
Whats Up Doc? (Can We Rock)
Whats Up Doc? (Can We Rock)
I thought I saw a putty cat, I did
I did the humpty dumpty
Bashful grumpy quaker nabisco crisco kid
Cause my styles figaro figaro figaro figaro like Pinochios
Big Digital Underground humpty dumpty camel hump nose
So play dosey doe, sufferin sucotash my mistletoe is gone
Snow White is after my seven dwarves
My styles, and after me Lucky Charms
So leapin leprechauns, be glad Im pushin my pedal to the metal
Im rugged and rough for Cocoa Puffs, and yes
I love my Fruity Pebbles
So howdy, my partner, I starts to get meaner
So ask Bob for hope, nope, not Mr. Bob Dobailina
Oh were has my mic gone? Tell me, have you seen her?
I stretch like a condom and gets plump like a weiner
Or a sasuage, but of course its, time for Chip to wreck it
But before my intro I gots to check it
So who is the nicest in your neighborhood?
Lyrics are merry, merry, quite contrary
And Captain Crunch berry good
So rah rah, sis boom bah
Chip Fu is coming again, give thanks and praises to jah
My lyrics are smooth like the head on Terry Savalas
My tounge starts to quicken like Speedy Gonzales
Take up your pen, your pad
Your lyrical bag and run go whole a fresh
Touche ***** cat, put down that mic cause you cant rap,
Cause Im dip-dip-divin, so socializin
Clean out your ears, yes, and open up your eyes and
I kick like Bruce Lee and Jean Claude Van Damme
So dunna nana nana nana nana nana, Batman!
I hip-hop, hop-hop
Dont-dont, stop-stop
Im harder than a Flinstone and much bigger than a Chub Rock
Our types of lyrical styles? yes the Schnickens can pick em
I burp, stick em, ha ha ha, stick em
Whats Up Doc? (Can We Rock)
Whats Up Doc? (Can We Rock)
Whats Up Doc? (Can We Rock)
Whats Up Doc? (Can We Rock)
Rippin the program, slow man, hot damn
I grand slam, swingin things again and again (whoo)
Golly ha-chooey, macho like Roscoe
Randy Savage manwitch, swingin the ding-a-ling with damage
Pauish not antoinish nor monetego
Spanish like que for the nine two lingo
Next, a new hex, commentators stand aside
Stringin emcees like a bikini or panty line (ha ha)
Nut you might bust, but you cant even come right
Spite the strokin or hopin or pullin a peace pipe
Huff and puff so what the **** is happening?
On the lyrical, miracle, spirutal
But everybodys rockin
Flip a new hit, catch wreck to the nine ship
Equipped, never slip with tounge twister
All my styles thats buckwild
No fake rap, I push pounds
I flip mad scripts and hips, I hit
So bring the goya oh boy-ah, as I say hasta manana
Soft and chewy Honky Kong fooey
Reggae not rasta tough stuff
Can I rock ?
Whats Up Doc? (Can We Rock)
Whats Up Doc? (Can We Rock)
Whats Up Doc? (Can We Rock)
Whats Up Doc? (Can We Rock)
Im the hooper, the hyper
Protected by Viper
When I rock the hoop yo, youd better decipher
In other words youd better make a funky decision (whoo)
Cause Im a be a Shaq knife, and cut you with precision
Forget Tony Danza, Im the boss
When it comes to money, Im like **** Butkas
Now whos the first pick? me, word is born and
Not a Christean Laettner, not Alonzo Mourning
Thats okay, not beingbragadocious
Supercalifragelistic, Shaq is alidocious
Peace, I gotta go, I aint no joke
Now I slam it (what?) jam it (unh)
And make sure its broke
Whats Up Doc? (Can We Rock)
Whats Up Doc? (Can We Rock)
Whats Up Doc? (Can We Rock)
Whats Up Doc? (Can We Rock)
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