Boogie Down lyrics

Artist  : Too Phat 
Song : Boogie Down



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BOOGIE DOWN

Verse 1
( Joe Flizzow
)
aiyo here goes the phatso wit' mad
flows
turn you into wackos at packed
shows
macho, afro playin' in retro
Joe keep
it ghetto in the metro
( Mallique )
now
scooch,scooch and make way for the
shorty
hoochie koochies wanna smooch me at
parties
I'm just a plain ol' rapper ain't no
bawla
but still I'm gettin' hollers from
gurlies as hot as Paula
Too Phat at first you
thought we phony wrestlers
but now you know
that ain't no other  rapper specialer
the word
phat suddenly a phenomenon
kids buyin'
Whutthadily? tapes for they dads and moms
the
kinda role model wannabe's wanna see
I'm
gettin' love from those who usta make fun of
me
to all the haters yeah I know you can hear
me now
even sick and paralyzed critics can
feel me now
( Joe )
now throw your hands up
like you havin' pom poms
and if you think youre
sexy shake you bon bons
and keep on bump and
grinding to the song
'til your skirt fall off
and everybody see your thong thongs

Verse
2
( Malique )
again up in your area,
phatter and harrier
another bomb album means
another mass hysteria
if you dont like me, see
I dont give a heck and a half
heck and half
4x
( Joe )
again its Big Willy, ticklin'
your belly
silly lie a kid now don't call me
billy
whuthadilly yo? late night up in the
studio
clutch my pillow, puff on my
cigarillo
( Malique )
ay Jiggedy Jizzoe
with the Flizzow, go grab a cappuchino
lock
flows, clock dough, rock shows all over the
nation
slip a paper and my station-nery, naw
man skip the dictionary
vocabulary straight
outta Maliquetionary
you see me smilin'
spittin' rhymes so revolutionary
Too Phat, the
strongest, the couldn't handle us
your gurl
wants me now you calling me
scandalous?
envious, emcees ain't never heard
of us
but now they hear my voice and gettin
nervous
( Joe )
from Joanne to Jane, Renee
to pretty Isha
when I'm gone with the wind
they say baby I missyaa

Verse 3
(
Malique )
aiyoh alotta critics are makin me
sick, sick
sayin' its only narcissism and
chicks chicks
it's too bad your mom and auntie
think I'm handsome
I'm sorry litle man. I held
your gurlies eyes for ransom
( Joe
)
everybody in the place yo you gotta boggie
down
all the playaz packin' game, clockin'
dames to the sound
all them fly lookin' skirts
yo you gotta boggie too
peace, one love and may
the boggie be with you...