My waist bone's connected to my.....HIP BONE, my hip bone's connected to my......THIGH BONE, my thigh bone's connected to my......KNEE BONE, my knee bone's connected to my, Hardy har har har
I got the Ole a rum a pum pum Hon, cuz I can fe-fi-fo diddly bum here I come, so Peter piper, I'm hyper than pinochio's nose, cuz I'm a super califragilistic tictac pro!
@@IevertellyouaboutmybuddyKeith I gave my oopsy, daisy, now you've got the Crazy / Drazy with the books, Googley-goo where's the gravy / So one two, um, buckle my, um shoe / Yabba Doo, hippity-hoo, crack a brew
[Verse 1] Bum stiggedy bum stiggedy bum, hon, I got the old pa-rum-pum-pum-pum But I can fe-fi or fo, diddly-bum, here I come So Peter Piper, I'm hyper than Pinocchio's nose 'Cause I'm the supercalafragilistic tic-tac pro I gave my oopsy, daisy, now you've got the Crazy Drazy with the books, Googley-goo where's the gravy So one two, um, buckle my, um shoe Yabba Doo, hippity-hoo, crack a brew So trick or treat, smell my feet, yup I drippedy-dropped a hit So books get on your mark and spark that old censorship Drats and double drats, I smiggedy-smacked some whiz kids The boogedy-woogedly Brooklyn boy's about to get his, dig My waist bone's connected to my hip bone My hip bone's connected to my thigh bone My thigh bone's connected to my knee bone My knee bone's connected to my hardy-har-har-har The jibbedy-jabber jaw ja-jabbing at your funny bone, um Skip the Ovaltine, I'd rather have my honeycomb Or preferably the sinsemilla, Let's spiggedy-spark the blunts, um Dun dun dun dun dun, dun dun [Hook] They want EFX, some live EFX They want EFX, some live EFX They want EFX, some live EFX Snap a neck for some live EFX [Verse 2] Well I'll be darned, shiver me timbers yo, head for the hills! I picked a weeping willow, and a daffodil So back up bucko or I'll pulverize McGruff 'Cause, this little piggy gets, busy and stuff Arrivederci, heavens to mercy, honky tonk I get swift I caught a Snuffleupagus and smoked a boogaloo spliff I got the nooks, the crannies, the nitty gritty 40 doe So all aboard, castaway, hey where's my boogaloo? Oh-h-h-h-h-h-hhh I'm steamin, a-go-ny! Why's everybody always pickin on me? They call me Puddin' Tane, and rap's my game You ask me again and I'll t-tell you the same Since I'm the vocal vegemintarian, stick 'em up freeze So no Parks sausages, mom, please A-Blitz shoots the breeze, twiddly-dee shoots his lip Crazy Drayzie shot the sheriff yup, and I shot the gift And that's PRET-TY SNEA-KY SIS, oh yo I got my socks off, my rocks off, my Nestle's cup of cocoa Holly Hobbie tried to slob me, tried to rob me silly stunt Diggedy-dun dun dun dun dun, DUN DUN! [Hook] They want EFX, some live EFX They want EFX, some live EFX They want EFX, some live EFX Snap a neck for some live EFX They want EFX, some live EFX They want EFX, some live EFX They want EFX, some live EFX Snap a neck for some live EFX [Verse 3] Yahoo, hidee-ho yup I'm coming around the stretch So here Fido boy, fetch, boy, fetch I got the rope-a-dope a slippery choker, look at me get raw And I'm the hickory-dickory top of morning boogoloo big jaw With the yippedy zippedy Winnie the Pooh bad boy blue Yo crazy got the gusto, what up, I swing that too So nincompoop give a hoot and stomp a troop without a strain Like Rosco P. Coltrane I spiggedy-spark a spiff and give a twist like Chubby Checker I take my Froot Loops with two scoops, make it double decker Oh Finster Baby come to Papa Duke A babaloo, ooh, a babaloo boogedy boo I went from Gucci to Stussy, to fliggedy-flam a groupie To Zsa Zsa, to yibbedy-yabba dabba hoochie koochie Tally ho I-I'll take my Stove Top instead of potato, so Maybe I'll shoot 'em now, nope maybe I'll shoot 'em later, yep I used to have a dog and Bingo was his name oh, so uh B-I-N-G-O-oh You do the hokey pokey and you turn yourself around, hon, so uh Dun dun dun dun dun, dun dun [Hook] They want EFX, some live EFX They want EFX, some live EFX They want EFX, some live EFX Snap a neck for some live EFX They want EFX, some live EFX They want EFX, some live EFX They want EFX, some live EFX Snap a neck for some live EFX
My waist bone's connected to my.....HIP BONE, my hip bone's connected to my......THIGH BONE, my thigh bone's connected to my......KNEE BONE, my knee bone's connected to my, Hardy har har har
Thigh bone*
One of the best HipHop beats ever.
Agreed..
Guaranteed to hurt your neck.
Hiphop relaxing
Even a blind man can see it ....sample...
Masterpiece
Real hip Hop negga
Bum skigeddy bum skigeddy....
I got the Ole a rum a pum pum Hon, cuz I can fe-fi-fo diddly bum here I come, so Peter piper, I'm hyper than pinochio's nose, cuz I'm a super califragilistic tictac pro!
@@IevertellyouaboutmybuddyKeith I gave my oopsy, daisy, now you've got the Crazy / Drazy with the books, Googley-goo where's the gravy / So one two, um, buckle my, um shoe / Yabba Doo, hippity-hoo, crack a brew
That's supermega and awesomeness tropical dope!
I remember i used to play this song repeatedly back in highschool nine years ago.
Me too but in middle school 29 years ago lol
Good to see another person who also shops from Infamy art😈
now this is art to my ears! 100% beautiful!
Either i dive under a table or do the running man
Outrageously good. I think this was Erick Sermon.
It was DJ Premier
@@virgilharrison1663haha Chris Charity & Derek Lynch, Marcus Logan, Kevin Birdsong
☝❤
🔥 OlSkool 🤘🏽
[Verse 1]
Bum stiggedy bum stiggedy bum, hon, I got the old pa-rum-pum-pum-pum
But I can fe-fi or fo, diddly-bum, here I come
So Peter Piper, I'm hyper than Pinocchio's nose
'Cause I'm the supercalafragilistic tic-tac pro
I gave my oopsy, daisy, now you've got the Crazy
Drazy with the books, Googley-goo where's the gravy
So one two, um, buckle my, um shoe
Yabba Doo, hippity-hoo, crack a brew
So trick or treat, smell my feet, yup I drippedy-dropped a hit
So books get on your mark and spark that old censorship
Drats and double drats, I smiggedy-smacked some whiz kids
The boogedy-woogedly Brooklyn boy's about to get his, dig
My waist bone's connected to my hip bone
My hip bone's connected to my thigh bone
My thigh bone's connected to my knee bone
My knee bone's connected to my hardy-har-har-har
The jibbedy-jabber jaw ja-jabbing at your funny bone, um
Skip the Ovaltine, I'd rather have my honeycomb
Or preferably the sinsemilla, Let's spiggedy-spark the blunts, um
Dun dun dun dun dun, dun dun
[Hook]
They want EFX, some live EFX
They want EFX, some live EFX
They want EFX, some live EFX
Snap a neck for some live EFX
[Verse 2]
Well I'll be darned, shiver me timbers yo, head for the hills!
I picked a weeping willow, and a daffodil
So back up bucko or I'll pulverize McGruff
'Cause, this little piggy gets, busy and stuff
Arrivederci, heavens to mercy, honky tonk I get swift
I caught a Snuffleupagus and smoked a boogaloo spliff
I got the nooks, the crannies, the nitty gritty 40 doe
So all aboard, castaway, hey where's my boogaloo?
Oh-h-h-h-h-h-hhh I'm steamin, a-go-ny!
Why's everybody always pickin on me?
They call me Puddin' Tane, and rap's my game
You ask me again and I'll t-tell you the same
Since I'm the vocal vegemintarian, stick 'em up freeze
So no Parks sausages, mom, please
A-Blitz shoots the breeze, twiddly-dee shoots his lip
Crazy Drayzie shot the sheriff yup, and I shot the gift
And that's PRET-TY SNEA-KY SIS, oh yo
I got my socks off, my rocks off, my Nestle's cup of cocoa
Holly Hobbie tried to slob me, tried to rob me silly stunt
Diggedy-dun dun dun dun dun, DUN DUN!
[Hook]
They want EFX, some live EFX
They want EFX, some live EFX
They want EFX, some live EFX
Snap a neck for some live EFX
They want EFX, some live EFX
They want EFX, some live EFX
They want EFX, some live EFX
Snap a neck for some live EFX
[Verse 3]
Yahoo, hidee-ho yup I'm coming around the stretch
So here Fido boy, fetch, boy, fetch
I got the rope-a-dope a slippery choker, look at me get raw
And I'm the hickory-dickory top of morning boogoloo big jaw
With the yippedy zippedy Winnie the Pooh bad boy blue
Yo crazy got the gusto, what up, I swing that too
So nincompoop give a hoot and stomp a troop without a strain
Like Rosco P. Coltrane
I spiggedy-spark a spiff and give a twist like Chubby Checker
I take my Froot Loops with two scoops, make it double decker
Oh Finster Baby come to Papa Duke
A babaloo, ooh, a babaloo boogedy boo
I went from Gucci to Stussy, to fliggedy-flam a groupie
To Zsa Zsa, to yibbedy-yabba dabba hoochie koochie
Tally ho I-I'll take my Stove Top instead of potato, so
Maybe I'll shoot 'em now, nope maybe I'll shoot 'em later, yep
I used to have a dog and Bingo was his name oh, so uh
B-I-N-G-O-oh
You do the hokey pokey and you turn yourself around, hon, so uh
Dun dun dun dun dun, dun dun
[Hook]
They want EFX, some live EFX
They want EFX, some live EFX
They want EFX, some live EFX
Snap a neck for some live EFX
They want EFX, some live EFX
They want EFX, some live EFX
They want EFX, some live EFX
Snap a neck for some live EFX
masterpiece
When they don’t know =correct
That wasn't produced by EPMD! It was dude name Marquis!