Organized Konfusion - Fudge Pudge lyrics

Verse one: prince poetry Here we go again with the funky intro People approach me knowin i'm the prince po E-t, r-y, and i'm the first batter The pharoah usually go first, but it don't matter Funky slices of beats like this Comes once in a blue, but it's not hard for me to chew So kick off your shoes and don't forget your socks I wash and wash them emcess like clorox Sk**s i have, good and plenty If you want dope lyrics but still gimmicks gimme Beats, equivalent to just something that i can Flow [flow] flow [flow] float onnnnnn It's gettin heavy so heavy and keep ya coat on When i, proceed to, light the party In the summer, somethin like a mardi, gras Bikinis, panties, bras Juicin em and i'm s**in the girls up like straws Oops upside ya dome I don't answer the phone when i'm home not alone On the bone Leave your name and your number and a brief message at the end of the tone Boop! Oooooh, and i like it Cause i'm poetry the psychic Intellectual level would rather Nah, nah i don't like that {talking} one more time Rollin lyrics, off the tip of my tongue [swing] I swing [swing], i swang [swang], i swung [swung] Bringin you the news like kaity chung But i'm not a pretty oriental specimen from 'hong kong fooey, numba one supa guy' I love the women but i don't try to see em I'd rather make the money bein on the cover of e.m. Get mcs mad make em flare up nostrils I'm poetry the rap fanatic i get hostile Verse two: pharoah monch Pressure presssure pressure pressure pressure pressure cooker I leave the party when i ma** a lot of hookers Slip and slide, i slid the sludge [fudge] fudge [pudge] pudge, but i never hold a grudge Up against the wall, i caught you with the d** [the organism's on the jury] guess who's the judge I hit the hook heavy Ready no chitter-chatter i figure since i'm bigger why pitter-patter Props in no particular poetry persists to pertriculate ? You're just a p**y [meow] Cat when i'm deckin you Disrespectin you Clever whenever i select a new dialogue One plus one get it together Girls don't despair cause i'll be your 'fair weather friend' No i don't have a benz and no i don't have an infiniti I figure the eight inches of me, will be the remedy Cause when i pull up to the bumper Cause i'll be down to thump a girl like heather hunter I tell you now you never hated The triple x when it comes to s** is what i'm rated I tell you know that i can give good love Yes i'm the one you should love So don't try to diss fudge pudge 'cause it's al-right, with, me' Kick slick rhymes out of a mouth Tricky in a joust, plus i'm down with mickey mouse C'mon everyone, lets flow to the rhy