Skoo An Intro/boogie Down Lyrics - Singles - Too Phat

BOOGIE DOWN 

Verse 1 

( Joe Flizzow ) 

aiyo here goes the phatso wit' mad flows 

turn you into wackos at packed shows 

macho, afro playin' in retro 

Joe keep it ghetto in the metro 

( Mallique ) 

now scooch,scooch and make way for the shorty 

hoochie koochies wanna smooch me at parties 

I'm just a plain ol' rapper ain't no bawla 

but still I'm gettin' hollers from gurlies as hot as Paula 

Too Phat at first you thought we phony wrestlers 

but now you know that ain't no other rapper specialer 

the word phat suddenly a phenomenon 

kids buyin' Whutthadily? tapes for they dads and moms 

the kinda role model wannabe's wanna see 

I'm gettin' love from those who usta make fun of me 

to all the haters yeah I know you can hear me now 

even sick and paralyzed critics can feel me now 

( Joe ) 

now throw your hands up like you havin' pom poms 

and if you think youre sexy shake you bon bons 

and keep on bump and grinding to the song 

'til your skirt fall off and everybody see your thong thongs 

Verse 2 

( Malique ) 

again up in your area, phatter and harrier 

another bomb album means another mass hysteria 

if you dont like me, see I dont give a heck and a half 

heck and half 4x 

( Joe ) 

again its Big Willy, ticklin' your belly 

silly lie a kid now don't call me billy 

whuthadilly yo? late night up in the studio 

clutch my pillow, puff on my cigarillo 

( Malique ) 

ay Jiggedy Jizzoe with the Flizzow, go grab a cappuchino 

lock flows, clock dough, rock shows all over the nation 

slip a paper and my station-nery, naw man skip the dictionary 

vocabulary straight outta Maliquetionary 

you see me smilin' spittin' rhymes so revolutionary 

Too Phat, the strongest, the couldn't handle us 

your gurl wants me now you calling me scandalous? 

envious, emcees ain't never heard of us 

but now they hear my voice and gettin nervous 

( Joe ) 

from Joanne to Jane, Renee to pretty Isha 

when I'm gone with the wind they say baby I missyaa 

Verse 3 

( Malique ) 

aiyoh alotta critics are makin me sick, sick 

sayin' its only narcissism and chicks chicks 

it's too bad your mom and auntie think I'm handsome 

I'm sorry litle man. I held your gurlies eyes for ransom 

( Joe ) 

everybody in the place yo you gotta boggie down 

all the playaz packin' game, clockin' dames to the sound 

all them fly lookin' skirts yo you gotta boggie too 

peace, one love and may the boggie be with you...