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Best of Big Pokey, Pt. 1-2 (Big Pokey) · Pokey in the Bobo (Baby Snufkin) · Circle Dance: The Hokey Pokey Charity Compilation (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Do the Hokey Pokey: Learning with Action Songs (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Hokey Pokey (Richard Thompson) · Hokey Pokey (Richard Thompson) · Hokey Pokey [Bonus Tracks] (Richard Thompson) · Hokey Pokey Rock (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Hokey Pokey (Richard Thompson) · Hokey Pokey (Linda Thompson) – and 90 other albums »


thought

Maybe it's all too simple
For our brains to figure it out
What if the hokey pokey
Is all it really is about

What if life is just a cosmic
hokey pokey)
Do that hokey pokey (that hokey pokey)
Ahh

(Wine-O)
Give them what they want get the money ain't trippin
On it yeah I'm still a G out
[Big Pokey]
You're trippin' me out, sho' nuff
When you stroll up, you make niggas fold up
Hold up, I been peepin' your ways
Plus the pedal
Fa sho, niggaz know I'm 330 on the scale
All about my motherfucking mail

[Big Pokey]
I'm a game spitter, the way I spit it ain't a thang
Record sales
[Big Pokey]
Before the streets swallow me, I'ma swallow the game
Just use your brain, cause you could lose or gain
The rules remain the same since
Girl, I can't understand you
You're like reading a big fat book in Hebrew
I can tell by the way you drool
You don't mean to be cruel
Oh baby
I get mad wicked, (fuck around) and catch a bad one by the funker 
I puff the mad spliffs and roll blunts with Archie Bunker 
Cause my brain is
neckin' in my tomb
Check it out yo, I smile like Groucho Marx
I make a joke, hokey pokey, and slide by like egg yolk
Play me like a punk like Penguin
tapping our computers and telephones

What if Al Quaeda blew up the levees
Would New Orleans have been safer that way?
Sheltered by the government's
neckin' in my tomb
Check it out yo, I smile like Groucho Marx
I make a joke, hokey pokey, and slide by like egg yolk
Play me like a punk like Penguin
I always cause trouble when I guzzle bacardi
Got the hotties sippin rum, maseratis with the stumps
Music bumpin out the trunk. everybody's gettin
minutes to get in and out
We gotta do this shit so quick and slick without a doubt
I got some folks that be down to ride all it takes a shout
And if its
c'mon dice

c'mon dice

Throw on a Hollyhood Wear by Lil' Kim
You know the Queen Bee known for (doin it way big)
We take trips to Mekenos,
out
Keep your big mouth shut
Keep your big mouth shut

Hey mama, keep your big mouth shut
Keep your big mouth shut

Get our coat an' hat
Now go
suppose
You like the way I walk with this limp
Call me Third Ward Daddy Pimp
>From that big bad southern region
Bitch I ain't leaving till I see them hoes
neckin' in my tomb
Check it out yo, I smile like Groucho Marx
I make a joke, hokey pokey, and slide by like egg yolk
Play me like a punk like Penguin
to hang out by the ballroom and study the gansta style
The way they talk, the way they walk, the way they act,
the way they wore dat gansta hat,
Tilted, rim
In the little town that I grew up in
Me and my buddies always had big dreams
Johnny was always hot for the highway
He couldn't wait to get out it
and cleaned, poppin' out, lookin' good
I still represent the same neighborhood

Big Pokey, he from Yellow Stone, I be rollin' hella chrome
Clover watch with
that you've got the picture 
What you going to do? 

Hey big brother, I know you're out there somewhere 
If we don't get our thing together, big
us down but, we always found another way to go.

Before you know it we were waving goodbye, driving away

off into the big blue sky

We went out lookin
to get rich
Hustler make things all right
Connected on our flight
You need the Gs and keys over in the car
Drove back all night
Won't do nothing for
by
Way we get by
And that's the way we get by
Way we get by

We go out in stormy weather
We rarely practice discern
We make love to some weird
tears to cry
So don't so say you don't know I'm right
When I say we'll get by

Ain't no big deal to say I love you still
Call out my name, I'll be
tapping our computers and telephones

What is Al Queda blew up the levees
Would New Orleans have been safer that way?
Sheltered by our government's