Klap Your Hands lyrics

Verse One: Dray
Well uhh ???? is macaroni and cheese
Before I start I gots ta umm fart no I gots ta uhh sneeze
not I gotcha trippin yippity doo da day
Shucks I`m makin bucks so umm hip hip hooray and then some
Cos I`m a powsy wowsy ace boom coon
so shout `Wa bap a loo ba bawa bam boom!`
Drayx up for sure dang now that I`m flexed
My a EFX`ll quote when the bridge fell down
and I`ma good ship with the lollipop
Left town so yiggity-yack, you booga-loo black
Oki doki, oopsy Daisy, cos I`m Krayzie like that
But it`s the cat got snuffed, or Mr.Red and his crew
so roll a spliff and rub-a-dub and then ya make beef stew
Troop, I got the hoolahoop, baby woop, dooby-doo
Lassie boy, you made a mess, now go and get the pooper scoop
Oops, I wibble-wobble-wobble-wee while I make
but hocus-pocus and yippy-yi-yo, yay for Dray and......
Hook:
`Klap your hands now` (x3)
Verse Two: Skoob
Bon voyage, look out below cos umm
I got my socks on, the popcorn, the Hubba Bubba, yep gum
Skippity bum, you think I don`t know the time
Well it`s half-past a cow`s ass and I`m a real bad ass
Yeah, shitty-bang-boom-bang, yo who rang?
Abra-cadabra, jimminy crickets, set the wrists to my slang
I got the knights all sniffin, sneezing, yes
Stuffy-head, called for ???? and fever, sow you to rest
Tight rhymes, ???? catch the fever for the flavor of a spliff
or a Uzi, be careful who you choose, could choose a Marvin, choose a
ship
Lickity split, cos flippity-lips can sink ships
And yo, a sandwich isn`t a snadwich without the miracle whip
in the morning, yawning as I stand for group check
To back up, I slap up, r-r-rut put you`re boo deck
Yep, so what the heck, you gives rhymes like a cheque
Because the A is for apple, the J is for `ja back to book bets`
and then S-K-double O-Be on *?mansel?*
So if ya happy and ya know it, klap your hands
Hook (x3)
Verse Three: Dray
Well uhh, woopty doody, abba doozy, it`s time
I`m on the yabber dabber, scribber scrabber, shimmy sham flam
So, heavens-to-Betsy, golly wolly, gee whiz
My lickity split got splat, the diddly squat was hot
Oh yeah, dapper doodly do, you don`t know Mr. Magoo?
You heard I`m loco, well yo, I`m despicable too
So umm, hi ho Silver and away we go
The Lone Ranger got pissed and shot Tonto in his toes, so
holy toledo, cowabunga, what gives
I heard you shot my borough til *?blow at twins?*
The name farmer`s up in me, need no give me no more
cos that soul lock ya stands, I can`t stands no more
So zippity doo, da day, woops I gots stuff
See I`m sneaky freaky peaky plus I`m chock full of nuts
But yo I am enjoyed for the clamp in his chest
So hey, how much wood could a woodchuck chuck?
If a woodchuck could chuck, fuck you know the rest
So seizin it, seizin it, seizin it I shall
Cos it`s the Krayzie Drayzie wit the Books, that`s my pal and......
Hook (x3)
Verse Four: Skoob
A diggity-cap, my slipp`ry style is ???? ????
I got the mics, the back pop, crackle and snap
and all that, me and a gang of PING PING bang zoomer
To freak ya outcha sneakers and knock your granny outta roomers
Yo some say I`m Brooklyn bomber, some say Brooklyn boop
but don`t consider me as no follower, no runner or no poop
But just rock, a by, rock, a by booboo
Let your fingers do the walkin, hey I`m talkin, yoohoo
Can ya, can ya hear me? Checka, checka 1-2
Aiyo, sit Booboo sit, shit cos I`m the one who
kick a rhyme in singular, so son, you`re used to it
Cos Poof the Magic Dragon, I`ll kick a rhyme in duplicate
or triplicate, can`t forget my boogaloo big jaw
Umm, listen everyone as I kick the jigsaw
M-I-crooked letter, crooked letter, I
crooked letter, crooked letter, I hump back
hump back, I, you can`t touch I
cos I`s gots dem and dem is bound to make ya......
Hook to fade