Das Efx - Mic Checka lyrics

Riggidy-raow, ziggidy gadzuks, here i go, so Fliggedy-flame on, g-geronimo, yo I biggedy-burn riggedy-rubber when i blabber great I miggedy-make the wonder twins deactivate It's crazy, i'm biggedy-breakin' backs and bustin' lips I friggedy-freaked gladys knight and those freakin' pips Shrimps, i miggedy-make enough noise like bamm-bamm Throw boulders from bedrock you'll get dropped, i slam man So check it I riggedy-wreck it quick, aw shucks I giddedy-got the big ducks like daddy warbucks I riggedy-rocked the c**a-cabana Banana split {hack-tho} spit, so sit I friggedy-freak it from here to bangladesh I riggedy-rippin' flesh plus i get fresh like this Swish, swiggedy-swooshed kid, you'll get it done Swooshed for fun, i riggedy-rhyme like no one I biggedy-bum riggedy-rush chiggedy-chumps, i'm savage I shake 'em up and down like the down jones average I'm co*ky, like rocky, i biggedy-bangs the best So tiggedy-tell your friend, chump, 'cause here comes das efx A-higgedy-hoy there matey, i giggedy-gots to flow My saturday nights are live-er than joe piscopo So yo, siggedy-save the bait for charlie tuna See i be the boogie banger, like esiason's the boomer I'm higgedy-hots to trot, i giggedy-gots the motts Jewels plus dreads, so toots, call me goldilocks I ciggedy-catch the scoop from peter jennings Do a spin like the mag and i slide like peggy fleming Or a smiggedy-smack a f*g and choke 'em up until he squeals I hawiian punched the captain and now i'm maxing with tenille I piggedy-pack steel, i got a big gun I'm freaking the track from brooklyn, yo, 'cause brooklyn's where i'm from Tiggedy-time to get buck wild Call me bu*terfingers, 'cause i dippedy-drop 'nuff styles Iggedy eeny meeny miney moe Shiggedy-bop, bap i'll snatch a rapper by his toe I riggedy-write my pages when i figgedy-feel the flavor I fliggedy-fly the friendly skies, so now i be a sky pager I friggedy-freaked the funka The rough nestle cruncher, word to arch bunker Give me the mike and i'll liggedy-light it up like uncle fester Microphone checka, one two checka I tiggedy take no shorts, i'm not the fella I can even act: stella, stella Yo stella, here ciggedy-comes the bum rush, maybe No static, i n**edy-knows more kids than um, bebe So higgedy-hey hey hey not dwayne but i got props I biggedy-bust rhymes like slick rick busts shots So when i friggedy-freaks the funk, i'll be the ill funk freaka I stiggedy-stole an apple from this bum named bonita So riggedy-rub-a-dub i got the lip to make ya flip Bustin heads with erik sherman and my man parish smith Kiggedy-kiss my grits, check the jingle I diggedy-don't bruise but snooze like rip van winkle So twinkle, twinkle, twinkle little star I sliggedy-slam dunk like kareem abdul-jabbar Numbskull, i piggedy-pump up like reebok pumps I friggedy-freak the stuff that makes a camel lose his humps, chumps So wiggedy-where's the beef, um chief He figgedy-fits the mold like the gold that's on his teeth I rocks 'em, i socks 'em, i drops 'em, ah-choo So riggedy-ready sit down, hut one, hut two I diggedy dot my i's, and cross my tiggedy-t's, bro I swiggedy-swing more action than hawaii five-o