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run d m c - kick the frama lama lama lyrics

auhhh!

[run]
yes yes y’all
off to the lagoon, so soon, my tune’ll have room
to go boom so i go to the ?pazoom?
place where the b-ss in your face is never ‘ternal
then i ran into my man the alligator so
how you livin like a sucker wife is such a nag
i wish i wish when n-gg-z fish they’d make a gator bag
but other than that i’m livin fat i got a record deal
me and this pig got fifty gigs yo homeboy check it squeal
he said his rap and that was that and i was left alone
let me kick you this lyric
gather round now hear about the flintstones
fred and barn’ and all the rest of the flintstones
they got a benz with rocks and dark tints homes
kitted out, vvs the whole bit
people screamin on fred and sayin, “oh sh-t!”
and then my man fred came home late (doin what?)
cold beefin bout, mr. slate
and then he walked to the door, seen wilma cryin
fred said, “yo hoe, i ain’t lyin!”
and next thing, you heard a little crunch
fred fell (what?) result of a punch
and then they got up, and went and got the crew
back to the hoe’s house –
yabba dabba dabba dabba doo y’all
a dabba doo y’all
and that’s comin straight from me to you y’all

[d.m.c.]
you need a umbrella if it starts to rain
you need a umbrella if it starts to rain
you need a umbrella if it starts to rain
so why didn’t you just bring a raincoat?
and i hope, that you have a boat
cause my cussin is floodin and you need to stay afloat
not on water, but on somebody’s daughter
you never ever wanna say that you caught a
breeze, that’ll freeze or some kind of the disease
to make you i’ll and sneeze (ah-choo!)
i’m tryin to tell you baby pop
you press your luck or youse a sucker suckin on a lollipop
you knocked off the boots and only got your sh-t wet
needles inject just to disinfect, you’re upset
your stupid monkey–ss didn’t protect yourself
kick the frama lama lama lama lama!
ah-choo!

[run]
motherf-ckers poppin sh-t about a n-gg- goin out
without a hit or sh-t to his name to claim
and aim that sh-t towards me, nah..
that ain’t what time it is, cause this is mines and his
‘member the crime you did? don’t ever close your lid
cause if you sleep i keep the cheap motherf-ckin
tape you gave me, so behave see
my name is run and i’ll run this ruler up your -ss
and measure the sh-t you’re poppin
there’s no stoppin or coppin or playin with me
you see, i’ll break your f-ckin neck, i’m deadly!

- run d m c lyrics

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