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Das Efx

Genres: Hip-Hop

Klap Your Hands Lyrics - Das Efx

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) 

 

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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 

 

Photos 

 

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 

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