B-Side To Hollywood (featuring Trugoy the Dove of De La Soul)

歌詞

(Dove) Oodles and Oodles Of O's, you know You get 'em from my sister You get 'em from my bro All I is is man, and once an embryo Am I solid gold? I don't cast a glow Yes, I guess it's reflex Some have no control I'd rather let a laughter And tally, off I go Canoeing in the river or out into the O You just know we're not, so not play the role Some are lovey-Dovey, ah you crazy crow Some shake your hand but ("This is called The Show" - Slick Rick and Doug E. Fresh) I was John Doe, now I'm Mr. Joliceau Pissed with the witness, and now I adore O's got the world 'cause O's was on tour Girls gave the O's and guys, oh for sure Where they arose, well nobody knows What do they mean, well here's how it goes Oh shoot's got the O's when you hold the dough You know who you are but they didn't know And now with respect they flex like a pro You're first another n***a but now an Afro Oodles and Oodles Of O's and Oodles and Oodles and Oodles Of O's ya know They givin' Oodles of O's and O's And Oodles and Oodles and Oodles of O's ya know They givin' Oodles Of O's and O's And Oodles and Oodles and Oodles of (OH!) (Pos) Last of the fast Plug pipers at the door In your eye, burning like rubbing alcohol Native is the Tongue that speaks the Guacomo Kinfolk will play this in stere-ere-o Chanters play the part of a herd at a show Pos prints the peace on his jeans or Jebos But let the herd know if beef they wanna throw Lunches of punches is what I bestow Oodles Of O's has the "Hoo's" in mic checks O's take the shape of medallions and specs Don't forget the O's that let the air in my nose Breathe in the fresh as the stale hit the road Girls ask for flicks and unblock the pores Eat the Al Greens, won't sniff the ker-plows Mase got something to say and it goes: (Maseo is rockin' on the radio) Now I think we're talkin' 'bout the Oodles Of O's Ya know, I think we're talkin' 'bout the Oodles Of O's, yeah We're talkin' 'bout the Oodles Of O's ya know I think we're talkin' 'bout the Oodles Of O's I think we're talkin' 'bout the Oodles Of O's Ya know, I think we're talkin' 'bout the Oodles Of O's, yeah We're talkin' 'bout the Oodles Of O's ya know I think we're talking 'bout the (OH, S**T!) Hoods like to play macho, ya know Guns goin' "BO!" people hit the floor Don't have a piece but an arrow and bow Target it firm 'cause I'm Head Comancho Charging barricades like a raging rhino The donuts come big and some in jumbo The Landlord is finished but before I go I'll give a shout out to Quest And my fellow Jungle Bro's (Dove) Knocked by the dock of the bay by the shore Swimmin' in the rhythm of the hi-de-hi-de-ho Punk Pinocchios gotta go, gotta go (What's the reason?) to be cheerful Season is breeze, time to pimp promo Nuts can no flow if the shade is in the dough On with me hat, d-d-duh-duh-doh, Dredlock is heading out the door y'all (De La Soul) We're selling O's, y'all We're selling O's and O's We're selling O's at the corner store y'all We're selling O's, y'all We're selling Oodles and Oodles and Oodles And Oodles Of O's, y'all We're selling O's, y'all, at the corner store We're selling O's at the corner store, y'all We're selling O's, y'all, at the corner store We're selling O's and O's and O's, O's, y'all We're selling Oodles and Oodles Of O's, y'all We're selling Oodles and Oodles of O's, y'all We're selling Oodles and Oodles...