Lyrics:
Oh, Green sea turtle!
Where is blue?
Blue
Blue
Blue, blue, blue tang
Blue, blue, blue whale
Blue, blue, blue, blue.
And?
My daddy shark!
Where is yellow?
Yellow
Yellow
Yellow, yellow tang
Yellow blowfish
Yellow, yellow, yellow.
Slow mo under blue light
Blue moon shining tonight
You standing outside with your eyes wide
While my minds on the inside
Cause my think tanks like a big plate
A pink lake full from pink paint
And im just trying to catch eyes with you
Im down in the deep
Down in the deep with you
No mouth to speak
And no eyes to see through
There's no colour round here
And the light don't reach the ground
But still we'll glide like yellow tang
From this love we've found
And Im just trying to catch eyes with you
And maybe feels too
But it feels too new so this will do
This will have to do
Slow mo under blue light
Blue moon shining tonight
You standing outside with your eyes wide
While my minds on the inside
Cause my think tanks like a big plate
A pink lake full from pink paint
And im just trying to catch eyes with you
Im down in the deep
Down in the deep with you
No mouth to speak
And no eyes to see through
There's no colour round here
And the light don't reach the ground
But still we'll glide like yellow tang
From this love we've found
And Im just trying to catch eyes with you
And maybe feels too
But it feels too new so this will do
This will have to do
I'm full of pazazz you amazed by the stunts
And haters going hate let em say what they want you was up on some cake you ain't give me a crumb
Now I hope out that rafe u reply with a grunt
Life is full of pressure they rob ya if You lecture you popping shit you know that karmas gonna getchu
Cant save you from ah nigga. who hates behind the trigger
In this world of mine whats yours is mine and mine is mine too
But in miner time ah peace of mind will sourly slide threw
And if you get my drift hit me miss. 2019 on some risky shit
I got ah sweet flow with ah sweet chain like yellow tang
I'm trynna get me licked hit me up miss promiscuous
I know Some other joints who trynna get with this
So when I'm stressing out can you get on it
Can you get to this
Komodo Feu Cracheur, nouvel acronyme
Si on enchaine les L, c’est qu’on tabasse un bucket de wings
Black and yellow, Wu-Tang dans le B fo B
Je sais rien faire d’autre à part les graille et les désosser
Trop chaud, c’était précisé dans l’énoncé
Génie perso, y’a que mes vœux que je veux exaucer
Compte plus les cadavres, la liste est exhaustive
Tu veux nous prendre ce qu’on possède ?
Yeah too much booty on the bed
Yeahhhh lets go
Too much booty on the bed
Shake that booty like you mad
Too much booty on the bed
Fuck you like a ziggy jet
Too much booty
Shake that booty
How you shake it
Shake that booty
Cake x8
Shake that big booty
judy cake
Fat booty like Fendi
Big booty called Comme Des
garcon Gucci ya ya ya ya
Gimme that booty i
want that booty
Pop it shake it
Pop it throw it
Pop it shake it
shake it shake it
Cake x 8
throw that ass like Fendi baby
I like all my bitches boujee
bend it over like a hoe
I like all my bitches taller
you can leave em shoes on
too much booty on the bed
too much booty on the bed
Shake that big booty judy cake
Throw that ass like Fendi baby
Shake that big booty juicy baby
Ion eat no rice cake baby
Baby shake that x5
Camel toe
Too much booty on the bed
Shake that booty like you mad
Too much booty on the bed
Fuck you like a ziggy jet
Too much booty
Shake that booty
How you shake it
Shake that booty
Cake x8
Shake that big booty
judy cake
Fat booty like Fendi
Big booty called Comme Des
garcon Gucci ya ya ya ya
Gimme that booty i
want that booty
Pop it shake it
Pop it throw it
Pop it shake it
shake it shake it
Cake x 8
throw that ass like Fendi baby
cake x8
Throw that ass like fendi baby
All my bitches yellow tang
Pop that pussy from the back
She's screaming like a 808
You know you
got them, Saint Laurent
Too much booty on the bed
Oh yellow tanned skin baby
Too much booty on the bed
Fuck you like a jiggy zet
Too much booty on the bed
I feel like I'm puff daddy
Too much booty
Shake that booty
How you shake it
Shake that booty
Cake x8
Shake that big booty juicy baby
Too much booty on the bed
Shake that booty like you mad
Too much booty on the bed
Fuck you like a ziggy jet
Too much booty
Shake that booty
How you shake it
Shake that booty
Cake x8
Shake that big booty
judy cake
Fat booty like Fendi
Big booty called Comme Des
garcon Gucci ya ya ya ya
Gimme that booty i
want that booty
Pop it shake it
Pop it throw it
Pop it shake it
shake it shake it
Cake x 8
Throw that ass like Fendi baby
Throw that ass like Fendi baby
What the fuck do you think I hate about
Bitch, I'm Himothy
Fuck an enemy, I be movin' like the Genovese
Two straps in my stacks, bitch, these ain't dungarees
Big dub, Wu-Tang, black , nigga
Yellow gold on his neck, lookin' like them killer bees
I'm the epitome
Pussy niggas, I don't know, hate on me
You don't want smoke, you want that vape whoadie
You actin' foul, I got that tech on me
You throwin' dirt, bitch, don't get plant-whoadie
I told myself when I was young, you need to get yours up
I fell off and bounced back, bitch, major come up
Keep talkin' shit, bitch, I got somethin' that will send you up
Yeah, I got the game on lock, like dope
In the pot, and it's only goin' up
Nigga, no young joc, yeah my phone blowin' up
I do more than call shots
You would think I'm Derrick Henry, how a nigga run the block
Like a dope boy, cocaína, air ones on
I'm a bad motherfuckin' nigga, Mike Jackson
I'm a young, clean bastard, rest in peace, Ason
If I did run the block, I'd be Marshawn
I told myself when I was young, you need to get yours up
I fell off and bounced back, bitch, major come up
Keep talkin' shit, bitch, I got somethin' that will send you up
Bitch, Himothy, fuck an enemy
I be movin' like the Genovese
Two straps in my stacks, bitch, these ain't dungarees
Big dub, Wu-Tang, black nigga, yellow gold on his neck
Lookin' like them Killer Bees
I be movin' like the Genovese
Two straps in my stacks, bitch, these ain't dungarees
Big dub, Wu-Tang, black nigga, yellow gold on his neck
Lookin like them Killer Bees
(Yo Pierre, you wanna come over here)
Yo Pierre turn that shit up know the fucking vibes nigga
She wanna come fuck in my white tee
My ex bitch like me
The off white Icey
The cdg’s pricey
Feel like the goat mikey
If I see an opp try me
She wanna pull up sign me
She wanna pull up sign me
Fuck with bloods, fuck with crips, know I fuck with every gang
Every since I dropped the banger yea you know my plug rang
Posted up in 80’s fashion black and yellow wu tang
Know I drip in heavy fashion nigga i don’t gangbang
Want that ap audemar and wanna get that Bentley truck(Truck)
Ever since I’m getting money know these bitches wanna fuck(Fuck)
Feel like Cochise in that hatchback, yea that boy sus
always focused on the logic nigga..smoking on that runtz(Skrt skrt)
Ball hard in the trap(Trap)
Getting money couple stacks(Stacks)
13 touching packs(Touching Packs)
We ain’t fucking with the rats(Racks racks)
Posted on the block
No we not sending shots
Gun go ra ta ta
Gun go ra ta ta
She wanna come fuck in my white tee
My ex bitch like me
The off white Icey
The cdg’s pricey
Feel like the goat mikey
If I see an opp try me
She wanna pull up sign me
She wanna pull up sign me
She wanna come fuck in my white tee
My ex bitch like me
The off white Icey
The cdg’s pricey
Feel like the goat mikey
If I see an opp try me
She wanna pull up sign me
She wanna pull up sign me
Roll like a croc, jaws made of iron
Squeeze on that hug like you do with tha lions
Golden rule, issa fact
Black’n’Yellow, Wu-Tang, gotta protect ya neck
Face on the mat, like you done, boutta tap
You know we ain’t goin out like that
And if they know the face, but don’t recognize the name
Gotta find a way to put the mothafucka on the map
Push a lil harder, time to move smarter
Mind, soul and body, kick n punch harder
Hands to the ceiling, there goes the pay off
Yellin out “DAMN RIGHT" finna get turnt up
All day!
Danced outta my momma's arms, 93
Family taught my little mind tragedy
Two steppin, pretenting I'd be big eventually
Shimmy shaking, Thought I was 'so fresh, so clean'
Had on Chaka Kahn, Beatles and Motown beats
Timberland, Timberlake, Ye, and Z
In big bro's clothes, thrift store jeans
Wu-Tang yellow, black denim jackets with ripped sleeves
Represent NJ, I provide East Coast steam
Styled by LA, hip hop and skateboard chic
I'm getting drunk all day, got myself lost at sea
Hard to focus when captivated by blue dreams
Wandering around alien beach
Right now I'm out here in C.L.E.
Kia nice trio
Me Mrs cleo and um Danny Davito
I tell it like it is, yea we know
I don't have the time to politic toc zero
Couple yougins just sitting on the stoop
Way too school for cool breaking rules
Rap pack and backpacking on the move
Hubert Pack the best since Ellis the group
Puff puff live bad boys for life
Blue and yellow purple hills they coincide
Wu-tang, black stars up in the sky
The math is that the pack is one of a kind
The math is that the Pack is one of a kind
The math is that the Pack is one of a kind
The math is that the Pack is one of a kind
The math is that the Pack is one of a kind
So my mic Fahrenheit
W for my a-alike, your DNA match tight
Even if they bite us, close but not quite
They still tryna get it right, mistaken identity
Mistaken identity, you highly mistaken me, check my ID, Wu-Tang, that's the legacy
The seed and the black woman
(It's Yours!)
Double LP from Wu-Tang Clan
(It's Yours!)
The seed and the black woman
(It's Yours!)
Double LP from Wu-Tang Clan
(It's Yours!)
Shake the ground while my beats just break you down
Raw sound, we going to war right now
So, yo, bombin
We Usually Take All Niggaz Garments
Save ya breath before I bomb it
I be that insane nigga from the psycho ward
I'm on the trigger, plus I got the Wu-Tang sword
So how you figure that you can even fuck with mine?
Hey, yo, RZA! Hit me with that shit one time!
Shake the ground while my beats just break you down
Raw sound, we going to war right now
So, yo, bombin'
We usually take all niggas garments
Save ya breath before I bomb it
I be that insane nigga from the psycho ward
I'm on the trigger, plus I got the wu-tang sword
So how you figure that you can even fuck with mine?
Hey, yo, Rza! hit me with that shit one time!
Shake the ground while my beats just break you down
Raw sound, we going to war right now
So, yo, bombin
We Usually Take All Niggaz Garments
Save ya breath before I bomb it
I be that insane nigga from the psycho ward
I'm on the trigger, plus I got the Wu-Tang sword
So how you figure that you can even fuck with mine?
Hey, yo, RZA! Hit me with that shit one time!
Shake the ground while my beats just break you down
Raw sound, we going to war right now
So, yo, bombin'
We usually take all niggas garments
Save ya breath before I bomb it
I be that insane nigga from the psycho ward
I'm on the trigger, plus I got the wu-tang sword
So how you figure that you can even fuck with mine?
Hey, yo, Rza! hit me with that shit one time!
Shabama lama hammer grammar slammer nothing new to this
Shaolin Kung-Fu Wu-Tang pugilist, yellow blue diamonds, black buddah beads circle wrist
You attack me from the back, that was foolishness
We move together as one like a school of fish
Poison needle shot you tried to block, it went through your wrist
Eighteen low hand stance this is laughing Buddha fist
Butterfly knifes lightning striking like a cumulous
Overthrow your quote trap your throat like tuberculosis
2020 quarantine I developed perfect focus
Winter Green limousine rhinestone denim jeans
Use to play with triple beams now I'm into simple things
Army issued M16's blow your ass to smithereens
Have your crew twitching like they fiending for that nicotine
Watch out watch out here she comes
Up!
I'm way up, twisting like the solar system, so official
Air traffics, notified
Blow the whistle, old pistol, forty-five
My weed miss you, these weak bitches horrified, glorified
Bitch you better get your story right
Or disappear, vamoose, Papoose
That's my nephew, so you know we got the juice
Loose lips sink ships, trip this for a second
I'm all the way up on this Fat Joe record
Don't let me down, I'm too high for you to get me now
22 years on top so you could never forget me now
There's no way to shut me down
Rock and roll with the lion if you're with me now
Hit me now
I'm back to the Snoop shit
LBC, east side, that's the movement
Gangster music, do it, do it, I do's it
I make it rain, pop pop, bang
I'm all the way up
All the way up
I'm all the way up
I'm all the way up
Nothing can stop me, I'm all the way up
You can catch me Milly Rock-ing through Manhattan
Kobe retired and Brooklyn on the bandwagon
Hundred bands in my pockets got my pants sagging
My granny still tell a nigga pull them all the way up
Bentley truck splashing on two chains
Got it on monster truck tires, I'm in two lanes
Hop out, Marty McFly, my kicks Liu Kang
California plates, black and yellow nigga, Wu Tang
Ohhh, ohhh, ohhh, yeah Old Dirty Bastard in this Mulsanne
My whips change colors like a mood ring
I hear that Big Pun playing, nigga turn it all the way up
Back on my bullshit nigga
I'm a Golden State Warrior, fuck that Bulls shit nigga
Steph Curry with the pot, Draymond with the Glock
Turn your body into clay, I see your truck and shoot it all the way up
Catch me on the west like 'Ye
Or on the east like Dave, hear my beats by Dre
If a bitch in my DM's, I know what's up
She tryna fuck, pull her panties to the side
And go all the way up
Now let me see them hands
Throw them all the way up
Like I'm DJ Khaled, put 'em all the way up
Make a west side, throw it all the way up
They looking for Eazy, I point it all the way up
I'm all the way up
All the way up
I'm all the way up
All the way up
Nothing can stop me, I'm all the way up
What you know about turning a quarter zip into a half a brick?
featuring Killa Sin Method Man Raekwon the Chef X 1
wu tang wu tang onyx onyx (x3)
[Raekwon]
eh yo
staircases to stage now major waves tanktop
nautica flippin your daughter 30 ways
yeah who want mine bent outta shape one time
play em all starin at your beautiful sunshine
watch my shit shit niggaz in the back wigs lit
you know the stats god niggaz in the back backs lit
war drug raps, thug hats and mobb hats
spit on that cat, this yellow love, nigga fuckin with a rich cat
my shit now 5 feet 6, with a crisp hat
plus this throwin now on 30 bricks, niggaz is with that
yo, fedrados rock my man, yo
300 thousand dollars in a bottle, bitch mad as hollow
my techinique, roller in the road, gold league
you know the code read, suitcase money, stole heat
rock madby's stole 100 dollar bags, though
that nigga grabbed me, gamin himself like milton bradley
[Fredro Starr, (X-1)]
yo, this semi-automatic, glock this and lock this
heat spots can knock it, it's so hot chicks is topless
rims are spotless, chrome rims spin obnoxtious
you knock this, bust a shot
don't miss, you better knock this
(x-1 while out and watch this
til your eyes turn red with blotches
eatin scraps out the garbage
unload a cartridge and bust a cap
x could never trust a cat, onyx is as hot as it gets
bitches fuckin for free, is outta the quest
blow blood outta your flesh, your body outta your vest)
i cross the heat from across the street
fly you up off your feet, you die leaving short but sweet
street crime, time is money, nigga don't waist mine
dispose my 9, throwin your shine, your froze in time
lookin to death, holdin your breath, laided out
on the dance floor, blood and moet, i'm blowin your set
trick 20 g's, don't sweat, your goin to death
i'm goin for broke, i'm blowin out smoke, your catchin strokes
(wu-tang and bald head, swis foreheads, leavin you all red
x million, fully be on illest, your realest form, bringin the storm
for seein you gone, nothin keepin my calm, but heat in my palm
sleepin i'm gone, you see what i'm on
keepin outta the dark, scatter your parts
from here to battery parts)
Chorus: [ODB {sampled from "protect ya neck"}]
first things first man, your fuckin with the worst (x3)
You can't slam, so let me get fooled on a man
[Suave]
still master graph, after cash graphed, get staffed
splash your class, mash your staff
what, nigga get smacked, you ain't worth a punch
hurt your bunch, get mercked your front
in the wrong certain punk, mack clever niggaz
def wrecker, catch on a delo with mecca and etcha-sketcha
shakin, erase, vacatin your space, breakin your face
twist you, and won't miss you, official master killer bee
full blast, get off, smash, pull fast
for your stash, long as the war last, put up in your ass
tryin to count more math, bringin the hardcore rap
[Killa Sin]
we be the mainstream, supreme rhyme, top of the line
cuisine feens, number one love for thugs queens sceamin on cream
my whole team love e-cup bras and mobb cars
killa sin known for makin niggaz reach for the stars
this terrorist, lyricist in the mist of the abyss
canibus, evangelist, i impulse with metal fists
wu build like construction and bang like precusion
on the planet battery, backs combustin, malfunction, what
Chorus x2
[Method Man, (Sticky Fingaz)]
(holy shit, who the fuck is that)
it's john, john (sticky fingaz, kid, you got my back)
i got your back cousin (i got the mac cousin)
and when them niggaz start jumpin, bust back cousin
(because it's the new year, time for some new shit
nowadays rappers dyin over music)
dead on arrival, we raised in the ghetto singin songs
for survival, duckin homicidal, you rival
(yeah, onyx, wu-tang on tracks we gang bang, chiti bang bang)
chiti chiti bang bang, hot nicks spit flame
lava pump through my vains, caught in the zone
home on the range
(eh, yo you ready for the ferocious, atrocious
we go that supercalfragilisticexbealli...) dose shit
(8-ball in the corner pocket)
we snatch wallets off the white college
the big apple forever rotten
now when it comes to hard target hot nicks
(so what the bullet clot)
pop shit, we due to knowledge, to sharp niggas, once bitten
major swingers, heavy hittin, poly your kitten, throw up your mitten
stop bitchin, no slippin, no pot to piss in
them meltin pots boilin hot now in mel's kitchen
(yo, sticky fingaz, one of the illest mother fuckers
my moms don't raise no suckers, i slap rappers
turn em in to singers, touch something of mine and you'll have 9 fingers)
enough said, let's make whole fuckin town read
(and rip their whole crew to a shread
i got cold blood) hold your club (i hold blood) show no love
(so bug) shoot your whole club (and shoot up the whole club)
we throw slugs (you ain't no thug
i earn every god damn penny that i got
son, i roll with a shotgun in the convertible
i wish a nigga with wood, would try to fuckin
jack me, i'll murder you)
Chorus
wu-tang, wu-tang, onyx, onyx (x2)
Brother, I think that necklace is causing you too much trouble
My necklace had the whole crowd on some next shit
The guest list full of real niggas that's hectic
The charm piece made my niggas move like calm beasts
Palm beats, two jostling niggas with long reach
Keep your eyes open for them strong on thieves
Out here looking for ice to put in they teeth
Chain glowing shining and I'm ready for beef
Like my nigga 2 Chainz, cappuccino from the east
From the Wu-Tang Clan, my necklace and my heat
Bang bang, different robe every day of the week
2 Angels, dinner plate, fat dollar sign
Universal flag on, nigga, I got shine
I keep my neck frozen, .45 loaded, please don't approach this
Rope is so ferocious, diamonds that shine in oceans
Keep you arm distant from my carats, silly rabbits
Make me get my barrel, spazzed out and cause havoc
Iced out Cubans, exotic stones from Africa
This the real thing, big bling, the chain swing
Try to swipe mines, that's a no no, the God's loco
Jury truckin' fancy spend stacks upon Delancey
Exhaust pipes coffin horse kicks
ACP's dress up the flesh, now the crime scene's gorgeous
My links is unbreakable, told y'all on the Purple Tape
40 inches hang from my neck, nigga, I'm wealthy
Why you say that?
Brother, I think that necklace is causing you too much trouble
My necklace had the whole crowd on some next shit
The guest list full of real niggas that's hectic
The charm piece made my niggas move like calm beasts
Palm beats, two jostling niggas with long reach
Keep your eyes open for them strong on thieves
Out here looking for ice to put in they teeth
Chain glowing shining and I'm ready for beef
Like my nigga 2 Chainz, cappuccino from the east
From the Wu-Tang Clan, my necklace and my heat
Bang bang, different robe every day of the week
2 Angels, dinner plate, fat dollar sign
Universal flag on, nigga, I got shine
I keep my neck frozen, .45 loaded, please don't approach this
Rope is so ferocious, diamonds that shine in oceans
Keep you arm distant from my carats, silly rabbits
Make me get my barrel, spazzed out and cause havoc
Iced out Cubans, exotic stones from Africa
This the real thing, big bling, the chain swing
Try to swipe mines, that's a no no, the God's loco
Jury truckin' fancy spend stacks upon Delancey
Exhaust pipes coffin horse kicks
ACP's dress up the flesh, now the crime scene's gorgeous
My links is unbreakable, told y'all on the Purple Tape
40 inches hang from my neck, nigga, I'm wealthy
Why you say that?
Ting ting Ting ting
Tang tang Tang tang
Ten fat sausages Go go go
Ten fat sausages sizzling in a pan
The blue one goes pop'
The red one goes bang'
Blue Red Yellow
Green Purple Navy Brown
Pink Gray Orange
Ten fat sausages
Ten fat sausages sizzling in a pan
The yellow one goes pop'
The green one goes bang'
Blue Red Yellow
Green Purple Navy Brown
Pink Gray Orange
Sizzling in a pan
Sizzling in a pan
Sizzling in a pan
Sizzling in a pan
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