Текст песни De La Soul - Rap De Rap Show
De La Soul - Rap De Rap Show слова песни
(Here we go.)
THE DOO DOO MAN:
How y`all feelin` out there! You`re listening to the Rap De Rap show
and I`m the Doo Doo Man playing all the slammin` rap tunes for all
you Mack Daddies and Mackettes so hold tight for a one hour rap sweep
on WRMS. Who`s the Doo Doo Man?
(You`re the Doo Doo Man!)
Who`s the Doo Doo Man?
(You`re the Doo Doo Man!)
MIKE:
Yeah ha ha ha. You`re listening to MC Rocco Ribs and the BBQ Crew,
and when we`re not burning that pork, we`re in New York listening to
the Rap De Rap Show on WRMS!
KIM CARTER:
Y-y-y-y-yo, this is Kim KC and I`m chillin` with the Suckwheat Posse,
and when I`m not home making a hamhock sandwich, I`m listening to
Rap De Rap Show on WRMS. You ravioli heads, we outta here. Ooh ooh
ooh, the Doo Doo Man!
Q-TIP:
Yo, yo, what`s up, `s up, this is Q-Q-Tip-Tip from a Tribe Tribe
called Quest Quest Quest, I`m listening to the Doo Doo Man on
WRMS-S-S-S and I`m out!
MASE:
Yo, my name is MC No Shame, and when I ain`t getting busted in bed
with your mama, or sellin` crack to the kids at Amityville High
School, hey I`m listening to my man, the Doo Doo Man, on WRMS, peace!
DE LA SOUL:
This this this this is De La Soul, Pos Love
This is Dove Love
Mase Love
And when we`re not here we`re where?
WRMS y`all, with who? The Doo Doo Man!
DIVINE STYLER:
Yo, peace, this is the D-I-V-Ine Styler-Ine, and all come inside
Divine, I`m listenig to my man, the Doo Doo Man, on WRMS. I am outta
here, ha ha ha!
BOBBY SIMMONS:
Yo what`s up my name is Colonel Bobby, I`m listening to the Doo Doo
Man on WRMS... yo, and I`m outta here, peace.
JUNGLE BROTHERS:
Ha, yo, ha ha, the JB`s! JB`s in the house! Jungle Brothers, word up,
on WRMS, Rap De Rap, my man! Like roaches lickin` soup. Doo Doo
Man! Checkin` out the Doo Doo Man.
(You got the cooties)
PAUL:
Yo, this is Prince Paul, when I`m not brushing my teeth with DiDi 7 or
boosting my memory or purchasing real estate tapes, I`m listening
to my stromie, my homie, the Doo Doo Man on WRMS! Rrr-RRAH!
POPMASTER HIGHT:
Hey hey hey Paul, I got a job for ya. You know that guy Rufus? That
mouli? Freakin` lick him.