Текст песни De La Soul - Oodles of O`s
De La Soul - Oodles of O`s слова песни
[Dove]Oodles and oodles of O`s, you knowYou get `em from my sisterYou get `em from my broAll I is is man, and once an embryoAm I solid gold? I don`t cast a glowYes, I guess it`s reflexSome have no controlI`d rather let a laughterAnd tally, off I goCanoeing in the river or out into the OYou just know we`re notSo not play the roleSome are lovey-Dovey, ah you crazy crowSome shake your hand but(This is called the Show)I was John Doe, now I`m Mr. JoliceauPissed with the witness, and now I adoreO`s got the world `cause O`s was on tourGirls gave the O`s and guys, oh for sureWhere they arose, well nobody knowsWhat do they mean, well here`s how it goesOh shoot`s got the O`s when you hold the doughYou know who you are but they didn`t knowAnd now with respect they flex like a proYou`re first another nigger but now an AfroOodles and oodles of O`s andOodles and oodles and oodles of O`s ya knowThey givin` oodles of O`s and O`sAnd oodles and oodles and oodles of O`s ya knowThey givin` oodles of O`s and O`sAnd oodles and oodles and oodles of(OH!)[Pos]Last of the fast Plug pipers at the doorIn your eye, burning like rubbing alcoholNative is the Tongue that speaks the GuacomoKinfolk will play this in stere-ere-oChanters play the part of a herd at a showPos prints the peace on his jeans or JebosBut let the herd know if beef they wanna throwLunches of punches is what I bestowOodles of O`s has the "Hoo`s" in mic checksO`s take the shape of medallions and specsDon`t forget the O`s that let the air in my noseBreathe in the fresh as the stale hit the roadGirls ask for flicks and unblock the poresEat the Al Greens, won`t sniff the ker-plowsMase got something to say and it goes:(Maseo is rockin` on the radio)Now I think we`re talkin` `bout the oodles of O`sYa know, I think we`re talkin` `bout theOodles of O`s, yeahWe`re talkin` `bout the oodles of O`s ya knowI think we`re talkin` `bout the oodles of O`sI think we`re talkin` `bout the oodles of O`sYa know, I think we`re talkin` `bout the(Oh, shit)Hoods like to play macho, ya knowGuns goin` "bo!" people hit the floorDon`t have a piece but an arrow and bowTarget it firm `cause I`m head ComanchoCharging barricades like a raging rhinoThe donuts come big and some in jumboThe Landlord is finished but before I goI`ll give a shout out to QuestAnd my fellow Jungle Bro`s[Dove]Knocked by the dock of the bay by the shoreSwimmin` in the rhythm of the hi-de-hi-de-hoPunk Pinocchios gotta go, gotta go(What`s the reason?) to be cheerfulSeason is breeze, time to pimp promoNuts can no flow if the shade is in the doughOn with me hat, d-d-duh-duh-doh,Dredlock is heading out the door y`all[De La Soul]We`re selling O`s, y`allWe`re selling O`s and O`sWe`re selling O`s at the corner store y`allWe`re selling O`s, y`allWe`re selling oodles and oodles and oodlesAnd oodles of O`s, y`allWe`re selling O`s, y`all, at the corner storeWe`re selling O`s at the corner store, y`allWe`re selling O`s, y`all, at the corner storeWe`re selling O`s and O`s and O`s, O`s, y`allWe`re selling oodles and oodles of O`s, y`allWe`re selling oodles and oodles of O`s, y`allWe`re selling oodles and oodles...