Текст (слова) песни: Organized Konfusion - Lets Organize

[q-tip]

Yeah, check it out, we here with the big o

With the big big o, and you know

What we want yall to do is just bounce bounce bounce bounce bounce

Cmon bounce, cmon (cmon we gotta) bounce

(cmon, hah) bounce (we do it like this one time, uhh, sup, sup)

Verse one: prince poetry, pharoahe monche

Do you wanna hear, the boogie bear

Jump up and do the freak funk, throw your hands in the air

Compare me, with none

The son, of the king, triple crown, just to get the job done

I surpass fast dash through a mass of traps fliers

And blow up the spot, and organize on that ass, Im hot

Black, with no sugar straight coffee

You stalk me, because your girl wanna hawk me

Jock me clock me watch me mutilate the mic

Rip it apart, shatter your brain when I strike

Add a syringe of raps to cleanse you fall apart

Style damage you amateur cause Im blowin your file

Honey-dips see me and they yellin organized

And they know -- pharoahe monches got skills for the wise

Ohhhhhh, huh, shit! look who walked in the door

Ryyyyyuuuu-kick, tiger tiger uppercut

Directly to the gut, when I strut on mics

Makes my windpipe erupt

Better back off, I jack off of wack mcs in the vicinity

Nigga please, I make em bounce

Chorus: repeat 8x

[q-tip] lets organize, cmon (we gotta bounce) we gotta bounce

Verse two: prince poetry, o.c.

I make you stomp back and forth like an army brigade

Diode cuts love kid wherever skills is displayed

Raid your block blow your mind like fans

In the summer or like redman, ready to rock

Expanding my cleverness on wax, to japan and back

Ask for prince and hon I hope ya got

Just five seconds for black prince to flex

Its not all about sex

I like ears smooth skin and sensitive necks

Victorias secret couldnt keep you from the prince poe

So peep it when I funky technique it

For those who slept, wake up, ya better make space

Taste the bread I break off, as I take it to your face! whew

Can you keep up like skeleton watch organized konfusion troop up

Li-li-li-li-live with the style thats fly

Prince poe i, flow smooth like silk so freak me

Cause I aint shai!

So, o.c., let em know how we go

Come again my friend with another funk flow

Look who just came in, o.c.s gamin

Crews I set you up, to lynch for a hangin

Bangin, bodies up in a tree like a pinata

Many, claim masculine, but sport garters

Whose the artist, not video, more-so to luke

Its like square dancing on your toes so bounce

Chorus 1/2

Verse three: prince poetry

Well heres a toke one time for you mind

Most just cant cope, dope def, booty nope I woke you up

I poke your brain I poke your main artery

Batter me, with your fattery your flattery will never ever shatter me

Prince poe, the exec with the intellectual concepts

That elevates you like steps

A&r reps, take steps, bounce your ass through the hoods

Heres the goods, an ounce, enough for you to bounce

Chorus

{q-tip shouts out various hip-hop boroughs and people}

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Organized Konfusion - Lets Organize [q-tip] Yeah, check it out, we here with the big o With the big big o, and you know What we want yall to do is just bounce bounce bounce bounce bounce Cmon bounce, cmon (cmon we gotta) bounce (cmon, hah) bounce (we do it like this one time, uhh, sup, sup) Verse one: prince poetry, pharoahe monche Do you wanna hear, the boogie bear Jump up and do the freak funk, throw your hands in the air Compare me, with none The son, of the king, triple crown, just to get the job done I surpass fast dash through a mass of traps fliers And blow up the spot, and organize on that ass, Im hot Black, with no sugar straight coffee You stalk me, because your girl wanna hawk me Jock me clock me watch me mutilate the mic Rip it apart, shatter your brain when I strike Add a syringe of raps to cleanse you fall apart Style damage you amateur cause Im blowin your file Honey-dips see me and they yellin organized And they know -- pharoahe monches got skills for the wise Ohhhhhh, huh, shit! look who walked in the door Ryyyyyuuuu-kick, tiger tiger uppercut Directly to the gut, when I strut on mics Makes my windpipe erupt Better back off, I jack off of wack mcs in the vicinity Nigga please, I make em bounce Chorus: repeat 8x [q-tip] lets organize, cmon (we gotta bounce) we gotta bounce Verse two: prince poetry, o.c. I make you stomp back and forth like an army brigade Diode cuts love kid wherever skills is displayed Raid your block blow your mind like fans In the summer or like redman, ready to rock Expanding my cleverness on wax, to japan and back Ask for prince and hon I hope ya got Just five seconds for black prince to flex Its not all about sex I like ears smooth skin and sensitive necks Victorias secret couldnt keep you from the prince poe So peep it when I funky technique it For those who slept, wake up, ya better make space Taste the bread I break off, as I take it to your face! whew Can you keep up like skeleton watch organized konfusion troop up Li-li-li-li-live with the style thats fly Prince poe i, flow smooth like silk so freak me Cause I aint shai! So, o.c., let em know how we go Come again my friend with another funk flow Look who just came in, o.c.s gamin Crews I set you up, to lynch for a hangin Bangin, bodies up in a tree like a pinata Many, claim masculine, but sport garters Whose the artist, not video, more-so to luke Its like square dancing on your toes so bounce Chorus 1/2 Verse three: prince poetry Well heres a toke one time for you mind Most just cant cope, dope def, booty nope I woke you up I poke your brain I poke your main artery Batter me, with your fattery your flattery will never ever shatter me Prince poe, the exec with the intellectual concepts That elevates you like steps A&r reps, take steps, bounce your ass through the hoods Heres the goods, an ounce, enough for you to bounce Chorus {q-tip shouts out various hip-hop boroughs and people} Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Lets Organize: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/114/1/4289.html Все тексты песен: Organized Konfusion » Organized Konfusion - Walk Into the Sun » Organized Konfusion - Stray Bullet » Organized Konfusion - Move » Organized Konfusion - The Rough Side of Town » Organized Konfusion - Intro * » Organized Konfusion - Somehow, Someway » Organized Konfusion - Shugah Shorty » Organized Konfusion - Tender Verses » Organized Konfusion - Why » Organized Konfusion - Bring it On » Organized Konfusion - Roosevelt Franklin » Organized Konfusion - Invetro » Organized Konfusion - Simon Says (Get the Fuck Up) » Organized Konfusion - The Rough Side of Town (South Side) » Organized Konfusion - Who Stole My Last Piece of Chicken? » Organized Konfusion - Lets Organize » Organized Konfusion - Organized Konfusion » Organized Konfusion - Confrontations » Organized Konfusion - To the Essence (Bonus Track) » Organized Konfusion - Stress (Remix) Рекомендуем скачать: » Тараканы - Она одна » Татьяна Буланова - Мой сон » Татьяна Афраймович - Благодетели » Тюменский Виктор - Лагерный вальс » Таня Буланова - Скажи мне правду атаман » Татьяна Афраймович - Флажок » Туана - Сновиденья » Тишинская Таня - Сизари » Т.Буланова - Белая метель » Татьяна Глазкова - Сонет » Татьяна Афраймович - Окно-1 » Татьяна Дрыгина - Почетный член нелепых ситуаций... » Татьяна Буланова - Как жаль » Татьяна Буланова - Ты не любила » Т.Овсиенко - Две минуты » Табу - Здравствуй » Татьяна Флейшман - Эти старые стены... » Татьяна Тишинская - Май » Тату - All the things she said » Татьяна Глазкова - Про любовь и пальты
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