Paroles de Ya lil crumbsnatchers

Del The Funky Homosapien

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Del made a pact to be well natural
Back from the wishing well to sell actual
Funk from the fungus grown in the trench
It's getting kinda heavy so i gotta pinch an inch

And it's a cinch to let my hair grow like a plant
Eliminate the fat gold chains and the diaper pants
Trade 'em for a pair of girbauds
Never make friends with the fraudulent foes

Yes, i suppose that i'm fat from the supper
Skinny from the men that try to eat plenty
Now i got to flip on a copper like a penny
Vise a versa

Quench your thirst with a swig of grapefruit juice straight from the thermos
Hock your jewels and you can drop your tools
And make a move that can turn us in the right direction
Show your affection as i correct men

Who try to pull the wool over the third eye
Comin' fly with mr.greenjeans
It's a bird eye view of the meadow
As i greet the many people that i meet with a, hello

How do you do, my compadre? what up kwame?
Back to the meadow so i can show i'm a
Smooth black brother that is gifted
And if you try to lift this, yes, i got a witness

Nicknamed, the emperor
This wasn't meant for ya
You little crumbsnatcher

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