Fudge Pudge

歌詞

Verse One: Prince Poetry Here we go again with the funky intro People approach me knowin I'm the Prince Po e-t, r-y, and I'm the first batter The Pharoah usually go first, but it don't matter Funky slices of beats like this Comes once in a blue, but it's not hard for me to chew So kick off your shoes and don't forget your socks I wash and wash them emcess like Clorox Skills I have, good and plenty If you want dope lyrics but still gimmicks gimme Beats, equivalent to just something that I can Flow (flow) flow (flow) FLOAT ONnnnnn It's gettin heavy so heavy and keep ya coat on When I, proceed to, light the party In the summer, somethin like a Mardi, Gras Bikinis, panties, bras Juicin em and I'm suckin the girls up like straws OOPS upside ya dome I don't answer the phone when I'm home not alone on the bone Leave your name and your number and a brief message at the end of the tone BOOP! Oooooh, and I like it Cause I'm Poetry the psychic Intellectual level would rather nah, nah I don't like that {talking} one more time Rollin lyrics, off the tip of my tongue (swing) I swing (swing), I swang (swang), I swung (swung) Bringin you the news like Kaity Chung But I'm not a pretty oriental specimen from 'Hong Kong Fooey, numba one supa guy' I love the women but I don't try to see em I'd rather make the money bein on the cover of E.M. Get MCs mad make em flare up nostrils I'm Poetry the rap fanatic I get hostile Verse Two: Pharoah Monch Pressure presssure pressure pressure pressure pressure cooker I leave the party when I mass a lot of hookers Slip and slide, I slid the sludge (fudge) fudge (pudge) pudge, but I never hold a grudge Up against the wall, I caught you with the drugs (The organism's on the jury) guess who's the judge I hit the hook HEAVY Ready no chitter-chatter I figure since I'm bigger why pitter-patter Props in no particular poetry persists to pertriculate ? You're just a pussy (MEOW) Cat when I'm deckin you Disrespectin you Clever whenever I select a new dialogue One plus one get it together Girls don't despair cause I'll be your 'Fair Weather Friend' No I don't have a Benz and no I don't have an Infiniti I figure the eight inches of ME, will be the remedy Cause when I pull up to the bumper Cause I'll be down to thump a girl like Heather Hunter I tell you now you never hated The triple X when it comes to sex is what I'm rated I tell you know that I can give good love Yes I'm the one you should love So don't try to diss fudge pudge 'Cause it's al-right, with, me' Kick slick rhymes out of a mouth Tricky in a joust, plus I'm down with Mickey Mouse C'mon everyone, lets flow to the rhy