MELHORES MÚSICAS / MAIS TOCADAS
fat boys - all you can eat
Chorus (2x):
All you can eat
(Verse 1)
(Prince Markie D): $3.99 for all you can eat?
Well, I'm a stuff my face to a funki beat
(Kool Rock Ski): We're gonna walk inside, and guess what's up
Put some food in my plate, and some Coke in my cup
(Prince Markie D): Give me some chicken, franks, and fries
And you can pass me a lettuce. I'm a pass it by
(Kool Rock Ski): So keep shoveling, (Ha!) onto my plate
Give me some sweets and lots of cake
(Prince Markie D): Give me some hot Macaroni and Cheese
(Human Beat Box): Give me, some more food please
(Kool Rock Ski): Give me some buloni, salami, and ham
Toast with butter and strawberry jam
(Prince Markie D): I love it whether the food is cold or hot
Put a burger on the plate, and it'll hit the spot
(Kool Rock Ski): We'll eat everything.
An incredible feat
$3.99 for all you can eat
(Chorus 4x): All you can eat
(Prince Markie D): (I'm hungry)
(Prince Markie D): Yo, Buff, man! We ain't got all night
So home boy, tell 'em what you like
(Kool Rock Ski): Give me a
(Human Beat Box): (Variation of beat box)
(Kool Rock Ski): And some
(Human Beat Box): (Variation of beat box)
(Kool Rock Ski): I want a
(Human Beat Box): (Variation of beat box)
(Kool Rock Ski): And give me
(Human Beat Box): (Variation of beat box)
(Kool Rock Ski): And on the side
(Human Beat Box): (Variation of beat box)
(Kool Rock Ski): I wanna, I wanna
(Human Beat Box): (Variation of beat box)
(Kool Rock Ski): And in the front
(Human Beat Box): (Variation of beat box)
(Kool Rock Ski): And in the back
(Human Beat Box): (Variation of beat box)
(Kool Rock Ski): I wanna
(Human Beat Box): (Variat)
fat boys - are you ready for freddy
Freddy, Freddy, Freddy, Fredd-y
Freddy, Freddy, Freddy, Fredd-y
Freddy, Freddy, Freddy, Fredd-y
Freddy, Freddy, Freddy, Fredd-y
Fred Krueger's the name
You know my game
Elm Street's the place if you got the time
Listen to this, you'll bust a rhyme
Fred Krueger the myth, or Freddy Krueger the man
It doesn't matter cause I'm still rappin' bout him understand
So sit back Jack I'm gonna bust a rhyme
Grab ahold of your friends, it's Krueger time!
It's time for Freddy
See I'm a popular guy
If you don't know yet...
You're gonna find out why
With a place at Elm Street late one night
I know ya like a ghost town, I wanted to fight
With a hat like a vagabond,
Standing like a flasher, it's Mr. Big Time
Freddy Krueger, dream crasher!
Tryin' to find a girl to fit his fancy
Not once, not twice, but three times--Nancy!
All the people sleeping, snoozing, and dreaming
While Krueger's on the the corner of Elm Street, scheming
Ha! They better wake up
And listen to this
Because the blades on Freddy Krueger's hands
Don't miss!
(Chorus)
It's one A.M. and Freddy's here
Scream till you (something) he doesn't appear
When you see night comin' stay away from the dark.
Watch out or Freddy will bust your heart
...
Even in part 3 the Dream Warriors fail
And Mr. Big Time, Freddy Krueger prevails,
It was just prime time,
I know you'll never forget,
What he did to the girl with the t.v. set
But you cant stop Freddy cause he's cood as ice
Come right back at, ya to slash and slice
Like a jitsu blade or a blender he'll blitz ya
Fred Krueger's puttin' on ritz!
(Chorus)
Thrillin'!
Young ones, old ones, yo' mommas, too.
And if you don't watch out, I'm gonna thrill you, too!
So my advice to you is to...stay ready...
'Cause you know whos back?
Freddy!
You see my name is Freddy, and I'm here to say
I'll wrap you up and take you away
And if you feel like your tired, and ready for bed
Don't fall asleep, of you'll wake up dead!
(Chorus)
fat boys - if it ain t one thing it s anuddah
Intro: (Prince Markie Dee)
Man, all these problems in our world today
I just don't know what to do, man
Verse One: (Prince Markie Dee)
If it ain't one thing, it's another
Sell a million copies? They put me on a magazine cover
I sell one or two, they claim that I'm played out
My girl nags me at home, so, I shoulda stayed out
I buy a new car, it runs out of gas
In school, I was always gettin' kicked out of class
Mom would say, "Be like your older brother"
If it ain't one thing it's another
Talk: (Prince Markie Dee)
You know what I'm sayin' man?
I mean, all these problems
Let me tell ya 'bout the time when I
Well, let me break it down for ya
Verse Two: (Prince Markie Dee)
Picked up my date at eight in a happy mood
Drove to City Island for some seafood
$3.99 for all you can eat
Shrimp galore, bon apetit
We ate hearty 'till we couldn't eat
Went to the Marriott, paid for a suite
She was anxious even more that me
And, man, I got busy as a bumblebee
When we were done, I drove her home
Proceeded to my house, all alone
It started rainin', I was playin' Bobby Brown
I missed my exit, so, I circled around
And that's when it happened, I didn't get far
A pole jumped in front of my car
I broke my leg, man, do I stutter?
If it ain't one thing, it's anuddah, bruddah
Verse Three: (Kool Rock Ski)
On tour for so long that it wears me down
I've been to every city and every small town
And, after a while, things start to ache
I want my body to move, that d-mn thing won't shake
Then, one night, the last date on tour
From that morning my throat was sore
I started gettin' worried, it wound't be long
`Cause the way my throat was hurtin', it would soon be gone
Then, wouldn't you know? You know it, yes
I tried to say somthin' but I was voiceless
Showtime came, I had to lip-synch
It got so wild that I couldn't think
The show was done, a doctor checked my health
I spent the night all by myself
Man, what a bummer, what did I stutter?
If it ain't one thing, it's anuddah, bruddah
fat boys - jailhouse rap
In Jail
In jail
Unh-unh
Unh-unh
In jail, in jail, without no bail
In jail, we're in jail because we failed
In jail, in jail, without no bail
In jail, we're in jail because we failed
Now there was just one day
That I will never forget
I got jailed for something that
I'll always regret
It was twelve o'clock, midnight
And I wanted a snack
So I headed downstairs
Thought the fridge was packed
But when I opened the door
What did I see?
The back of the fridge staring right at me
I thought to myself
I could almost die
Then an immage appeared
A pizza pie
So I put on Adidas
Headed out the door
As I pictured myself
Eating more and more
But the store was closed
I busted into a rage
So I went to the crib
And got my twelve-gauge
Ran back to the shop
Busted won the door
And all I saw
Was pizza galore
So I stuffed my face
I couldn't even walk
I couldn't laugh, smile
Shake, giggle, wiggle, or talk
So I fell asleep with my face in my plate
And the next thing you know
I was headed upstate
In jail, in jail, without no bail
In jail, we're in jail because we failed
In jail, in jail, without no bail
In jail, we're in jail because we failed
Well, Kool Rock is my name
Last part is "ski"
And I have the worst
Case of my M.C.
But listen to the story
'Cause it's kind of strange
When I had this sort of hunger pain
Walking down the strreet
With the bass of my box
With my stomach growling
Like a hungry fox
When I saw this scene
Or was it a dream?
A big restaurant sign
Called Burger King
So I went inside
Started stuffing my face
Didn't even think
About the things I ate
But when the bill came up
Boy, was i shocked
I said, "I don't pay for nothing
I'm the King of the Slops!"
In jail, in jail, without no bail
In jail, we're in jail because we failed
In jail, in jail, without no bail
In jail, we're in jail because we failed
But when our time is through
We'll rock you and you
We turn parties out
Make you scream and shout
We're not demanding
Or very outstanding
We got something unique
And in the middle he's standing
On the microphone
He rocks and shocks
Homeboys and girls
It's the Human Beat Box
(Break)
Now I'm sitting here alone
Looking at the wall
Just thinking about
How I took the fall
I thought I was cool
I thought I was slick
And now Im writing
Letters of being homesick
I lost my freedom
When I heard the door slammer
And now I'm breaking rocks
With a big, heavy hammer
I used to drive the streets
With my big car
And now I look and all
I see are bars
I jail
Everyone's the same
You only survive
If you play the game
You don't have guns
And now you remember
You're your momma's son
You made her cry
And stay up all night
Coming home high
Just leaving a fight
You always made her feel
That you were better
But now you're a little boy
Just waiting for a letter
fat boys - just loungin
Verse One:
Prince Markie Dee
To the point, straight from the source
Double Benzito and one Porsche
A girl in the passenger seat, me, I'm steering
To make a long story short, I was gearing
Patent leather! Silk! Credit cards
A pocket full of money! The whole nine yards
Off to the beach and I must discuss
That the night was hot and full of lust
It ain't nothin' new, it's an everyday thing
And if I ain't with a girl, I swing
You know, hang with the fellas at the disco
Buff was actin' wild off a bottle of Cisco
Cory and Joe were in the back profilin'
Me and Kool Rock were cold stylin'
Girls in abundance, all of 'em scroungin'
But me, man? Yo, I'm just loungin'
Word up, I'm just loungin'
Verse Two:
Kool Rock Ski
Me and the crew or should I say posse
Had the music kickin' in the 4x4 Jeep
We took the top off and then we stopped
At the pizza shop to get something to eat
Just then we saw some cuties cruisin'
So, we pursued them, We thought that we knew them
But, boy, was I psyched
Cause I'd never seen these girls before in my life
So, we kept on riding
Man, the day was hot, word up, I ain't lying
And, yo, you should have seen us
On the strength, I was set
Stopped at the red light, popped in my cassette
And you thought you was chillin'?
Man, you ain't seen nothin' yet, man, I was just loungin'
Word up, I was loungin'
Verse Three: Kool Rock Ski Prince Markie Dee Buff Love (The Human Beat Box)
Kool Rock Ski:
Takin' a break from all the bull that hounds you
From all the trouble that surrounds you
From all the negative hype
When you say to yourself that everything is gonna be all
fat boys - lie-z
[Buff:]
Lies! I'm sick and tired of lies!
Tellin' me the things you've got!
But baby, you ain't got nothin'...nothin'...nothin'!
Those lies! Won't you tell the truth sometimes?!
Instead of waistin' my time!
Just tellin' me those lies...lies...lies!
[Buff:]
Yo, I got it all!
[Kool Rock Ski:]
Man, you ain't got nothin!
You're lyin' through your teeth, in other words, you're frontin'
You thought I didn't know about nothin'!
Well, it's about time that the Rock says somethin'!
[Buff:]
Boy, I got money like Donald Trump!
[Kool Rock Ski:]
Yeah, right!
You're batting oh-for-one hundred, homeboy, your in a slump!
You shouldn't talk junk like that!
You been drivin' around in your grandmother's Cadillac!
Gold, flashin' on your chest!
Hold up! Is that gold?! Yo, that's paint! Who you tryin' to impress!
You been livin' like a perpetrator! You d-mn clown!
Yo, why you come around my way! You ain't down!
You're nothin' but a brother on a mission!
And I'm the type of guy that's dissin' your mission!
You liar!
[Buff:]
Yeah, he's a liar
[Kool Rock Ski:]
And I'm fed up, sick and tired of your lies!
[Buff:]
Lies! I'm sick and tired of lies! Tellin' me the things you've got!
But, baby, you ain't got nothin'...nothin'...nothin'!
Those lies! Won't you tell the truth sometimes!
Instead of wastin' my time! Just tellin' me those lies...lies...lies!
[Kool Rock Ski:]
A funky, dope car, sitting on the corner!
You're chilling hard with the brand-new paint job!
People surround you like birds on bread!
The music's blasting; You're bopping your head!
A girls walks over and says, "Ooh, I love it!"
You crack a smile and say you just bought it!
And for your sake, yo, you hope and pray
They just don't take a look at the license plate!
Time is passing and you're still flashing;
The day is smooth; Your car is slamming!
So, what do you have to lose?
You pick a fly girlie up and put the car in cruise!
Destination love is reignin' the spot;
Same old people, flockin' and jockin';
Eyes wide open, lips are droppin'!
Somebody's gettin' suspicious!
Now, here's the plot! So, you better not miss this!
Your day was fun, but now he's gonna end it
When someone yells out, "Yo, your car is rented!"
[Buff:]
Lies! I'm sick and tired of lies!
Tellin' me the things you've got!
But, baby, you ain't got nothin'...nothin'...nothin'!
Those lies! Won't you tell the truth sometime?!
Instead of wastin' Buff's time! Just tellin' me those lies...lies...lies!
[Prince Markie Dee:]
Yo, now I'm sworn to tell the truth
The whole truth and nothin' but the truth!
To set me free! I see you're on a lyin' spree!
Now, you've done it, you're lyin' on me!
And I'll be d-mned! I'm not gonna have it!
Messin' around with your low-life habbits!
And if you confront me with your ignorance
You'll get body-slammed to the ground!
Pound to dust! So, bust what I'm gettin' at:
Speakin' fiction? Man, I talk back!
Perpetrators! Preachin' like phonies!
Enough is enough! It's time I got rough!
Snoopin', sniffin', chumps are slippin'!
Girls are cheating! Others are thieving!
It's time to bring it down to a hold:
Lying to another to save your soul;
To let the truth run like a river;
From lung to tongue down to the liver!
[Kool Rock Ski:]
And will the Rock go out like a sucker?
[Prince Markie Dee:]
I'll never lie! Word to the mother!
[Buff:]
Lies! I'm sick and tired of lies! Tellin' me the things you've got!
But, baby, you ain't got nothin'...nothin'...nothin'!
Lies! Won't you tell the truth sometime!
Instead of wastin' my time! Just tellin' me those lies...lies...lies!
fat boys - rainy,rainy
Intro:Buff
Here we go!Hit it!Ah,yeah! This one is goin' out to all the pretty females out there! You know who you are
Here we go,now! Ok,we gonna
Bust a move somethin' like this
Verse One:Buff Love
She was in my mind,lookin' just so fine
Rainy,Rainy won't you give me a sign
Cherry-collored flower,my love has the power
To keep your body movin' hour after hour
Last night was a problem,baby
You didn't say no,you didn't say maybe
I don't know who's to balme,who's wrong?
Why you had to turn me on?
Chorus:
Rainy,Rainy go away
You gotta come back some other day
Rainy,Rainy go away
When you come back I wanna play
Those silly love games
Verse Two: Buff Love
Easy come,easy go
Your partner in crime told me so
You're not that deep a little strong
Once you try me,you'll never go wrong
I need you tonight,baby
What's goin' on
Whatever,it's got to be real this time
Yo,baby,there it is
(Repeat Chorus)
Verse Three:Buff Love
Yo,baby,you look good to me,know what I'm sayin?
Why don't you just come to my crib?
Something like that,stop all the frontin'
I need you tonight,baby
What's goin' on
Whatever,it's got to be real this time
Time is so precious,wanna spend it with you
Whatever,it's got to be real this time
(Repeat Chorus)
Outro: Buff Love
Oooh,all night
Let's get it right
One more time,Rainy,Rainy,Rainy
Yeah
(Repeat Chorus)
fat boys - the twist
Featuring Chubby Checker
Hee hee hee hee
Twist
Ahh, we're back
Come on, baby
Let's do the twist
Come on, baby
Let's do the twist
Take me by my little hand
And go like this
The party was packed
I'm talking back to back
There was a rapper that was rapping
To a beat that was wack
They was going through the motions
Out on the dance floor
And when the rapper was done
They wasn't yelling encore
The people were tired
Of the same old groove
They wanted something def
Something new and improved
Something easy to do
But hard to resist
I got something for y'all
What do you call it the twist
Come on, baby
Let's do the twist
Chubby Checker
And The Fat Boys
We're doing the twist
Take us by our little hand
And go like this
We, we, we broke into the booth
And the record stacks
Came up with the twist
And we were scratching the track
People started jamming hard
To the funky sound
Did the twist down and up
Then up and down
Then I heard somebody yell
Yo, Chubby's here
The people took a little pause
Just to stop and stare
He said, I'll show you people
How to twist with style
Cause I've been doing the twist
For a long, long while
Oh, you should see
Prince Markie Dee
Check out that Kool Rock
He's rocking like me
Here comes B-Beat Box
Come on, do it, Buffy
Come on, baby
Come, come, come
Come, come on, baby
Do, do, do, do the twist
Do, do, do, do the twist
Come on, baby
Let's do the twist
Chub and the Fat Boys
We're doing the twist
Take the world by the hand
And do the twist
Chubby took my sister
Down to the dance floor
Did the twist so def
The crowd yelled for more
So I Ponyed with my mother
Did the Fly with my goil
And when Buff did the Limbo
We was rocking the world
Come on, baby
Let's do the twist
Chubby Checkers
And the Fat Boys
We're doing the twist
Take the world by the hand
And go like this
Hey, the West coast
And on the East coast
And in the South
And in the North
And all over the world
What time is it?
Come on, baby
(Twist to the left
Twist to the right)
Let's do the twist
(Twist up and down
Twist all night)
Chubby Checker
(Come on, come on)
And the Fat Boys
(Come on, come on
Come on, come on)
We're doing the twist
(Come on, come on, come on)
Take us by our little hands
And go like this
Oh, yeah, and do the twist
Yeah, just like me
Ooh, yeah, and do the twist
Oh, yeah
fat boys - trouble
[Verse One: Kool Rock Ski]
Well, I'm a calm, collected guy
And I'm never in trouble, so, now you know why
At times I just get this urge
To just kill this guy that keeps irking my nerves!
[Markie Dee:]
Yo, you sound like a murderer!
[Kool Rock:]
Yo, I'm cool and I'd never do a thing to hurt ya
But, if you was in my shoes
And a guy was that stupid, what the hell would you do?
Always callin' you a chump
Talkin' 'bout your girl, your mother and all types of junk
A low down disturbing pest
But, as of now, I'm gonna pluck this pest off my chest
[Mark:]
Whatcha gonna do, Rock?
[Kool Rock:]
Well, I don't know but I'll think of somethin', know what I'm sayin'?
[Mark:]
Well, I think you better think on the double
Don't look now 'cause here comes trouble
[Chorus: Buff Love]
Trouble!
Here comes trouble
[Verse Two: Kool Rock Ski]
Well, here he comes, walkin' down the street
Standing about, well, 6 foot 3
A muscular brother, big like a giant
[Mark:]
Is he realy that big?
[Kool:]
Hey, yo, I ain't lyin'
[Mark:]
Rock, you better run, run quick like lightning!
[Kool:]
Wait up, you buggin', I hold my ground when I'm fighting
Treat him like a stepchild
Hit him in the lip, I fight like a rat, who's scared when I get wild?
But let me think for a moment
Do I really wanna go through that with my opponet
Thinkin' about the things he did
Broke my teeth, took my money, when I was a kid
The hell with it! Bring on that sucker
And I'll go head up with that dumb mother
[Mark:]
Yo, Rock, man, get yourself together
Take a deep breath 'cause here comes trouble
[Chorus]
[Verse Three: Kool Rock Ski]
Well, it's time for the showdown
Gonna be a throwdown
And when it's over somebody gotta go down
It's a shame it came down to this
But it's time I got rid of this pestilence
Heart is beatin', beatin' real quick
'Cause sooner or later, some blood is gonna drip
Whether it's mines or his
Well, anyway, back to the fight! Listen up! Bust it
The crowd then gathered around
To see the Rock get pound to the ground
He threw a left hook straight to the jaw
It was the hardest punch I ever felt before
I retaliated with a kidney shot
A left to the ribs and went to the top
The top of the head, that is! He took a fall
And that's the end of: (trouble)
[Repeat Chorus: Buff Love]
fat boys - wipe out
Wipin' out wipe out
Wipin' out wipe out
Wah wah wah
Wipin' out wipe out
Wipin' out wipe out
Wah wah wah
Wipin' out wipe out
Wipin' out wipe out
Wah wah wah
Wipin' out wipe out
Wipin' out wipe out
Hey watch out
Here we go here go
Wah wah wah
Wipin' out wipe out
For three years straight we toured the nation
When we get through we needed a vacation
We wanted to party and get a little rest
So we packed our things and headed out west
We got our surfboards took the beachball out
Jumped in a limosuine ready to "Wipeout"
Now we're ready to go
Here we go here we go
One one two one two one two hit it D
Here we go
We got to California I said headed for the beach
There were girls galore all within our reach
There was sand and sun and lots of fun
But when we get there the fun really begun
So we cut on the box and started to shout
It was the Beach Boys rockin' huh huh the "Wipeout"
Oo oo
Ooo ooo
Oo
Oo
Oo oo
Wa-ah-ah-ah wawawa-ooh-oo
Wa-ah-ah-ah wawawa-ooh-oo
That's it, that that that's it dit dit dit dit dit
Hit it D
The sun went down and the night began
We was rapping for the people cold chillin' boppin'
We was partying hard making lots of noise
When around the corner came the real Beach Boys
So we all jumped up and started to shout
"Let's all sing the song called the 'Wipeout'"
Wipin' out wipe out
Wipin' out wipe out
Wah wah wah
Wipin' out wipe out
Wipin' out wipe out
Wah wah wah
Wipin' out wipe out
Wipin' out wipe out
Wah wah wah
Wipin' out wipe out
Wipin' out wipe out
Hey watch out
Wah wah wah
Wipin' out wipe out
Stay go stay go stay go
Bring it out now
Wipin' out wipe out
Wipin' out wipe out
Wah wah wah
Wipin' out wipe out
Wipin' out wipe out
Wah wah wah
Wipin' out wipe out
Wipin' out wipe out
Wah wah wah
Wipin' out wipe out
Wipin' out wipe out
Hey watch out
Wah wah wah
Wipin' out wipe out
fat boys - louie louie
This song is going out to
The whole wide world out there
And it's called louie, louie
I was talking with my mom
About music one day
She told me about this song
Called louie, louie
That when she was my age
Caused a big *ss rumble
They thought it was filthy
Cause the words were mumbled
Like the singer was trying
To cover up the lyrics
They pulled it off of the air
Caused the people with hysterics
Louie, louie, oh, no
Down and down, oh, no
I said louie louie, oh, yeah
Down and down, yeah, yeah, yeah
Now that my mama's story
Was all we talked about
It was about getting busy
And n*body had no doubt
It was unprecedented
What they said on that platter
That n*body knew the words
So it really didn't really
Seem to matter
I told her, hey, mom
I'd like to check out that song
She turned on a oldies station
It came on before long
Louie, louie, oh, yeah
Down and down, yeah, yeah, yeah
Louie louie (say what) oh, yeah
Down and down, oh, yeah
Hey, hey, hey
Come on, c-c-come on
My mother was right
The words were in an awful state
But I knew there was one dude
Who made a good track great
So I got the great buffy
And asked him can you hear
What they're saying on the record
He said, yo, yo, it's clear
Can you hear it, kool rock
They are the deffest crew
They are rapping just the way
I always wanted to
So he started rapping
And he did know every word
I was all flabbergasted
For this is what I heard
Louie, louie (say what) oh, no
Down and a round, yeah, yeah, yeah
Louie louie (say what) oh, no
Down and a round, oh, no
Louie, louie, oh, yeah
I said louie, louie, oh, no
(Come on, come on)
Down and a round, oh, no
Louie, louie, louie, louie
Louie, louie
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