Song Lyrics

I gotta surprise-uh, I is a bit wiser, oh yes I gets biz, G
I mention I sling the slang wit me and my man just like it's a Frisbee
Ya flimsy, my thinga-majig is the illest, I throw it like Willis
Heiman, when I'm rhymin' I'm makin' the pape's like Simon
Says ta, my stick it ta master, I still be the best-a
I figgity (f*ck) the flame but in the sun, now time for Esther
So hi-ho I'm Silver, I'm makin' the pape's when I kicks
The (shit) that'll make you muck when I lose his fleas, lice and his ticks
For the chicks, I be on my good foot, check it, that ass kicks
So yibbida yabber yoozy, (f*ck) that floozy Suzy Chapstick
So here boy, here boy, come get some, it's Krazy
I'm swingin my Dukes of Hazard just like Polo on Daisy
I'm swayze

[Chorus: x8]
Rappaz just ain't what they used to be

I hears ya snorin', you niggas is sleepin', nighty nighty
Lord almighty, I'm bringin' it live G, see I be
Rippin' and flippin' a tongue but some niggas don't seems to digs me
So I switch, be , like Billy Bigsby 'cause I'm the (shit) G
You ho Dixie, they dribblin' in they Timberlands
I criminal mix styles, oh I flow like adrenaline
Yikes man, the nigga is nice man so thinkin' I lost it
But I hypin' crews wit the bass then they crossed it
So hip hip hooray, wantin' me while I do a
New way to school a new jay, you say
"Holy Shamrocks, the man rocks with no beat or ham hocks"
Oh yes-in, send the rest in, peace to grandpops

[Chorus: x8]

Well um, knock knock, who's that? Guess what? My crew's back
Rippin the hip-hop, Penelope pit stop
Doin' the bitin', the shit I be writin', you're givin' me rabies
They oughta be usin my trims for sperm and makin' babies
Hey ladies, I know A-B's, I'm makin' CD's
I heard you was eatin' your spinach kid, you better be eatin' your Weeties
Comprendo, so let your friends know I'm losin' my noodle
'cause when it be time to doodle, I lose my scruples, ask my pupils
I'm the slippery slang slipper, quick tp rip a QB
Shooby dooby dooby, I do that new G
So you be cool & The Gang and I puts my slang in
Hangin' loosely, oh yes G, niggas be tryin' to test me

[Chorus: x8]

Hear ye, don't look any further G, see he here is
Still mic checkin' (shit) still Dead Serious
Hello there, I didn't go nowhere, what up with the static G?
I be damagin' niggas' fronts like them creases in your cavity
For real though, jumpin' jallopy's huh, I'm robbin' that hockey huh
I drop these bumpy 'cause my style is knock-kneed
So me and my-a, I's flyer then the witches sweeper
Deep, as keep ya's drunk, jump into it like Aretha
I Boogie bang bang the thang like a cramp style slant
Niggas be tryin' to hang but they can't G
Will agains, I'm gettin' elegant with the skill again
It don't mean a thang if I ain't got my philly friend

[Chorus: x8]

Christopher Allen Charity, Willie D Hines, Derek Francisco Lynch, Andre G Weston

The duration of Rappaz is 4:22 minutes and seconds.