Klap Your Hands

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