If Only - Das EFX

Shiggity shaz-bots, hops, I rocks

I kiggity-kicks the drama like a farmer picks the crops

Pops, I diggity-digs more wigs than John The Baptist

They call me Mr. Rapper, so I guess I be the rappist

No practice, yo Krazy (Yiggity yes, knocker)

Don’t bolo like Han Solo, come rough like Chew-bacca

So ease back, slick, or get kicked in the tush

Yep, I call ya snaggle if you’re puss-

Ey gads, I rip shop, until the roof fell in

And plus I piggity-pop your shit like Doug Llewelyn

But umm, rarely does my crew get into beef-es

I fliggity-fits the mould like the gold that’s on my teeth-es

Oh Jesus, I’m the youngest, Blitzy be the eldest

I’m hipper than the hip bone, connected to your pelvis

So hickory-dickory dot, diggity-don't you wish

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Shibbity-bop, shibbity-boo, check out the way I drops the scoop

I’m kniggity-knockin fronts out, daily, troop

I friggity-fry the funk that’s why they call me Krazy Drayzie

I giggity-gots more props than that kid named Beetle Bailey

The boogity-woogity Brooklyn boy, he’s cool like Grizzly ruin

I swingity-swing more shit than Tarzan be doin

I heard that shit was thick that’s why I spick like I was span

Then I umm, flick my bic and take a dip like Aqua-man

So, umm, figgity-fee-fi-fo-fum, I smell blunts

I gibbity-got lines like Evel Knievel got bitch stunts

Ya dunce, I’m diggity-down with The Hit Squad, aiight

I figgity-fly more heads than Benjamin flew kites

So I, spiggity-spark the spliff and give me a lift so I can rock

I got more skills than John Han- got cock

So hickory-dickory dot, diggity-don't you wish

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And away we go, priggity-praise the Lord, Our Father

I kiggity-caught The Love Boat at Puerto Vallarta

I’m finnicky like the cap' but shoots more funk than Funkadelic

It’s diggity-Das EFX umm, chump, can you smell it?

Yippity-yapper doozy, watch me ease on down the road, hun

So come on, baby, and do the loco-motion

Umm, so now what the fuck?

I give 'em a sugar smack then they crack like Daffy Duck

Schmuck, I’m kniggity-knarly, dude, hey swick em

I biggity-bangs the chunks cause they plumps when I cook 'em

I’m quiggity-quick-quick, thiggity-thick-thick, tiggity-tick-tack-toe

So figgity-figado, figado, fi-ga-do

I’m niggity-not the herb but look at the burb, it’s gonna stunt

I figgity-funked up Sanford, and his fuckin Son

So hickory-dickory dot, diggity-don't you wish

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