They Want EFX Karaoke - Das EFX

This title is a cover of They Want EFX as made famous by Das EFX

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About

With backing vocals (with or without vocals in the KFN version)

Tempo: variable (around 99 BPM)

In the same key as the original: Gm

Duration: 03:49 - Preview at: 02:01

Release date: 1992
Genres: Rap & Hip-Hop, In English
Original songwriters: James Brown, Charles A Bobbit, Fred Wesley, Willie D Hines, Andre G Weston

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Lyrics They Want EFX

Bum stiggedy bum stiggedy bum hon, I got the old pa-rum-pum-pum-pum
But I can fe-fi or fo diddly-bum, here I come
So Peter Piper, I'm hyper than Pinocchio's nose
'Cos I'm the supercala fragilistic tic-tac pro
I gave my oopsy, daisy now you've got the Crazy
Drazy with the books
Googley-goo where's the gravy
So one two, um buckle my, um shoe
Yabba Doo, hippity-hoo crack a brew
So trick or treat, smell my feet yup I drippedy-dropped a hit
So books get on your mark and spark that old censorship
Drats and double drats
I smiggedy smacked some whiz kids
The boogedy-woogedly
Brooklyn boy's about to get his, dig
My waist bone's connected to my hip bone
My hip bone's connected to my thigh bone
My thigh bone's connected to my knee bone
My knee bone's connected to my hardy-har-har-har
The jibbedy-jabber jaw ja-jabbing at your funny bone, um
Skip the Ovaltine, I'd rather have my honeycomb
Or preferably the sinsemilla
Let's spiggedy spark the blunts, um
Dun dun dun dun dun, dun dun
They want EFX some live EFX
They want EFX some live EFX
They want EFX some live EFX
Snap a neck for some live EFX
Well I'll be darned, shiver me timbers yo, head for the hills
I picked a weeping willow and a daffodil
So back up bucko or
I'll pulverize McGruff
'Cos this little piggy gets, busy and stuff
Arrivederci, heavens to mercy, honky tonk I get swift
I caught a Snuffleupagus and smoked a boogaloo spliff
I got the nooks, the crannies the nitty gritty forty doe
So all aboard, castaway hey where's my boogaloo
Ooh, I'm steamin, agony
Why's everybody always pickin' on me
They call me Puddin' Tane and rap's my game
You ask me again and I'll t-tell you the same
Since I'm the vocal vegemintarian stick 'em up freeze
So no Parks sausages mom, please
A-Blitz shoots the breeze twiddly-dee shoots his lip
Crazy Drayzie shot the sheriff yup, and I shot the gift
And that's pretty sneaky sis, oh yo
I got my socks off, my rocks off, my Nestle's cup of cocoa
Holly Hobbie tried to slob me tried to rob me silly stunt
Diggedy-dun dun dun dun dun, dun dun
They want EFX some live EFX
They want EFX some live EFX
They want EFX some live EFX
Snap a neck for some live EFX
They want EFX some live EFX
They want EFX some live EFX
They want EFX some live EFX
Snap a neck for some live EFX
Yahoo, hidee-ho yup I'm coming around the stretch
So here Fido boy fetch, boy, fetch
I got the rope-a-dope a slippery choker, look at me get raw
And I'm the hickory-dickory top of the morning boogoloo big jaw
With the yippedy zippedy
Winnie the Pooh bad boy blue
Yo not crazy got the gusto what up, I swing that too
So nincompoop give a hoot and stomp a troop without a strain
Like Rosco P. Coltrane
I spiggedy-spark a spiff and give a twist like Chubby Checker
I take my Froot Loops with two scoops and make it double decker
Oh Finster Baby come to Papa Duke
A babaloo, ooh a babaloo boogedy boo
I went from Gucci to Stussy to fliggedy-flam a groupie
To Zsa Zsa, to yibbedy-yabba dabba hoochie koochie
Tally ho I-I'll take my Stove
Top instead of potato, so
Maybe I'll shoot 'em now, nope maybe I'll shoot 'em later, yep
I used to have a dog and
Bingo was his name oh, so uh
B-I-N-G-O oh
You do the hokey pokey and you turn yourself around, hon, so uh
Dun dun dun dun dun dun, dun dun
They want EFX some live EFX
They want EFX some live EFX
They want EFX some live EFX
Snap a neck for some live EFX
They want EFX some live EFX
They want EFX some live EFX
They want EFX some live EFX
Snap a neck for some live EFX

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