Smokey joe & the kid - Trippin' lyrics

This is the original gangster Big Brown representing the Puppetmastaz' s thing collaboration with Smokey Joe and the Kid Oh yeah yeah. Tell it: 'Bout twenty years ago way down in New Orleans, (that's right) A group of fellers found a new kind of music (mm mm...) An' they decided to call it... jazz! (ha ha ha) No other sound has what this music has (yeah...) Before they knew it, it was whizzin' 'round the world The world was ready for a blue kind of music When I slept in the scene to west Everything seems so cool, the best But every walking when an ashole for breakfast So I gotta call him in this place sweet jacka** Watch out when I gonna go whoes gonna have to go To going. Guess why? So you're better tough in up Grabbin'up, bugger up There's is the crim in the crap, that's right, that's winner You lood of cheaty tuber I think of real tucker, heart k**er Shot guns did it when this sh** hit the banner When he said a world, it was like: kick kick bam! I couldn't ever since then So I'm making money may I pay the rent It's mature nailed it. Watch your steps 'Cause showtime's over (sur l'air de Clint Eastwood de Gorillaz): We trippin' got that juice So we zippin', looking down For this dippin' I talk no chitty (just hang it though) I poke in the nurse up in the universe Straight mean down the milihue way than the baby birth Love is too poney hell pone drop on earth Worse come to west may ana wants come first The repre/repre phone when the space just landed School power gonna glow double expended All over the world the clinic can stand it Pam super limpie embended P.M. William P.M. bring matters To the blink pillows we've to blend stand Sweaty girl bangin' cell when they can I've got that feeling that we've been dreamin' -Ha Ha. You know what I'm saying. Let me taking those sh**s man -That's right -Yo Molo! -Hun? -Waht you gotta say? (Yo) I got a wo sa sleep fair sleepin' Five muses of my flow, you'll be trippin' Wings thanks stop, ask the moon, man I wakenin' From the gentle tuba polar fast fast breakin' I'm so crazy I'm on your nake your a** Come on baby pa** off tinys, aw for what end? Zik a boom jacka** clean and crew Jacka** ask: what you're gonna do? Find an hole now find his ows The laughing for fool let me tell you to go up there So street my life I wanna rare Because sometimes you don't hiddin' I'm a choose period you wanna hear it Is my prospect though thanks you wanna get with I should of down, I should a neckel No wag wish what i got that fregal Instinct to of my mental My thought is so clear for rental For regar one at my sleep I acted f**in' a** it on reese Rock as religion is there a crime So the f**ing a**hole is has a piegon sir it up Like is that magic show Sneek about slace I'm ready to go Oh yeah yeah I got that feeling That we've been dreamin' Watch man M from the ring Forget that feeling that loaded We trippin' / I got that feeling So we zippin' / now show me that realy For this dippin' / make a dream yeah Make my dream, that's realy my to damn seeling / get down man, watch man / I got that feeling, that we've been dreamin' Ha ha I got that feeling, yo show me now realy Smokey Joe and the Kid, Puppetmastaz and we out