It goes one two three when Im kicking the funky lyrics
Im busting up vocabulary I want you all to hear it
Im busting up the rhythm cause Im busting up the rhyme
Im kicking down the stop posts cause I wanna kicks the time
Im digging down some knowledge cause you know I never hide it
When Im pulling down your panties cause I want to get inside it
Like a boa a boa a boa constrictor
Gonna drop off your drawers shoot straight for your sphincter
I could roll my rhymes but I would be faking
Jimmy jimmy pop is not jamaican
J I double m y pop go
I run the show like don pardo
With a bugaloo bee on the beboo tip
My hit will make you trip cause Im quadradipped
Ill do the popeye pluto Ill freak the funkfazooto
Not latino what I mean though fuzzy dice like menudo
Rubber baby buggys bumpers
Punkys brewsters now I hump her
With my itsy bitsy teeny weenie shrunken small white peenie
So rinse spit swallow brain blank kinda hollow
Not to deep leap wow oh kinda shallow
Cause were in your face like ed gein
Purple rain purple rain
Mama say mama sa mama cu sa
Mama say mama sa mama cu sa
Naughty by nature and white by choice
And the sound of my voice makes your panties moist
Cause Im finger lickin happy like a gay proctologist
So like a dyke with hollow tits Ill rip the mike with hollow tips
Yeah hes in control like sherman potter
And I got more balls then the harlem globetrotters
Jimmy pop jimmy pop rah rah rah
Mama say mama sa mama cu sa
Now Im floating out your pipes like a village people sump pump
I always take a swallow cause you know I never get enough
So batter up bruce banner if you think youre going to measure up
You cant be the top dog gotta be the scooby pup
Step to the bass drum always gotta have fun
If you add two halves youll always get the total sum
My steps are correct and my mike is always checked
And when a punk is in effect you know hes gonna get wrecked
I dont want to start no blasphemous rumors
But I think that sinbads got a lousy sense of humor
Little children unattended better get my poison candy
Dont care about yall as long as we feel dandy
And I get the poon from judy blume
Mr hoopers dead so why dont you give me his broom
So come on chickey baby lets go make some noise
What? no Im not the guy from the beastie boys
Mama say mama sa mama cu sa
Mama say mama sa mama cu sa