Das Efx - Brooklyn To T-neck Lyrics
Intro/chorus: (x4)The kids from brooklyn to t-neck yknowimsayin?Brooklyns prime timeVerse one: skoob, drayNow aint this some old shit, Im bringin it round the back like noQuestionIm swingin em with the cranes and Im swayz like the jetsonsI wreck shit, I biggity-blast off, duke, Im hecticJust look at the funk that I brung from the young and the restlessDont test this, Im miggity-makin yens in japanDiggity-dont give a ***** cos I rap like saran orAntipersperant, I riggity-roll my punctures like a speed stickI giggity-got the pops so kniggity-knock when you need itSo freak it, I speak it, I giggity-gots ta bring itWere freakin a track for jersey, yo krazyie spring itSpeak of the devil, figgity-***** the dumb shit, its overSoldier, I riggity-roll just like a bulldozerIm kniggity-knockin butts and smokin blunts thats my sloganCheck it, I wriggity-wreck more heads than hulk hoganNo jokin, I bes the, um, best at how Im speakinI riggity-rock a show and pack em in like puerto ricansIm phat, I biggity-bang heads like jerry cooneyIm swingin the shit from west, pump her up to the bootyBuster, I miggity-musta stunned ya, blunderYou blewa, I speak it, I freak it, Im super, so do a.....Chorus (x4)Verse two: skoob, drayBiggity-bang boomer, biggity-bust the lunatic rhymerI riggity-rings more bells than flo from mels dinerIm giggity-gettin props because of the rhymes that I be bustinIm sorry about, the condoms, sugar, you must provide the suction, cuzI got more greenbacks than the land of the west got sea stacksSimplest, Ill call you snaggle if you puss-sy gab, soLook at me flippin the tongue, bringin the fun, pass the hooverIm swingity-swingin the funk, bangin her trunks in bermudaI dribbity-drop rungs, smoke blunts then drop my dipperI piggity-pass the miggity-microphone to my niggaHot damn, higgity-here I am, check it misterIm rippin the track to dreads or youre dead from my fists ofFury, I biggity-bes the damn judge and juryIm cliggity-clockin gs cos these chumps always bore meYo baby, I drippity-drops nuff grammarIm rippity-rippin shop wit my nigga boogie bangerI got loot, I got knock boots to argentinaYa stupid, I either wanna benz or a beamerSo take that, Im piggity-puttin your pipe when Im smokinYknow kid, I ripped it for fun, no jokin, cos ya.....Chorus (x4)Verse three: skoob, drayWell Ill be damned, higgity-here I am, check the slang, hopsI biggity-bump chicks wit them chicks from here to bangkokYoure bedrock, now piggity-pass the blunt, sonnyAnd let me piggity-pucker up and grab my nuts like al bundyI glassed em, I grits em, I shiggity-shoots my jizzumI giigity-gots more loot than your tooth got the wisdomBelieve dat, Im criggity-crackin skulls when Im rowdyI biggity-bang boots and hang loose like jim growlskiI miggity-makes em rock like mr.gillespie makes em dizzyI piggity-pass the mic now, yo krayzie get busyShits thick, Im quick to stick a chick wit my dick like a sniperType o, fella thats hyperActive, captive, plus Im attractiveHorse for the course, suck my drawers then Im back, kidStyley, rowdy, then yo Im audi5 wit my loot, got more troops than in saudiArabia, maybe i, marry me an actressFind her, phone her, bone her on the mattressTasket, tisket, polly wanna biscuitFiggity-***** the cracker, Im the rapper that rip it, cos yo.......Chorus to fade
