Представляем точный текст композиции "East Coast" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Das EFX . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «East Coast» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Das EFX передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Das EFX - "East Coast"
Lyrics to East Coast : [Intro/Chorus:] [KRS-One] "Now Im gonna show you how the East Coast rocks" "Baby, baby, baby, baby, clap to this" "Its like that yall, you dont stop" [x2] "Now Im gonna show you how the East Coast rocks" "''' are jumpin out of shoes and socks" [Verse One: Dray, Books] Higgity-hey hun, check out the way I friggity-freak the track, umm I diggity-do-ray-me-fah-so nigga me go like that, umm wit the Books, iggity-oops, I get more poopcrocks for jingle I giggity-gots the rhymes like ''' ''' got the wrinkle Check the real wild, my ill style gets worked out like Bundy I piggity-pack the skits, so save the shit, Ill take you mundy Yes its I, the yippity zippity bad boy with papers I higgity-hump and rump cos Im rough like sandpaper So pucker up and whistle, I blast just like a pistol and sharp like a thumbtack and kick like ninjitsu I sling raps for hand claps and toe taps, Im bound, silly creep I leave a rapper with a single bound Yes I rips up the West, Im the best, Im no jokin I run up shit creek and freak the backstroke So Books freak it, provide the funk alligator Yo Im out but "ILL BE BACK" like Schwarzenegger Wiggity-wait a minute, giggity-guess who, well its, umm, me The bumble B boogity woogity book the loopy double O-K-iggity S, Im slick I giggity-got more stiggity-styles than Moby got Dick Aw shit, Im swingin it from the East Coast, sure I dont surf, but got more props than Pop Smurf Who' Me, yep, look at the way Im slingin it to ya poppy I riggity rock the crowd at the Grand Ole Opi But when speakin upon myself, I stays private like Benjamin Honey, Ill knock the boots and if youre tough Ill knock the Timberlands Ooooooh, miggity-major Rolex and tick tock Im runnin my tongue with the quickness now Im back like Alfred Hitchcock Im shod-dy, Im swingin it like a San Diego Padre Brooklyns in the house so motherfuck *'we go swavy'* I dont need to diss ya but excuse me Mister Im sinkin ya battleships just ask Professor or the Skipper and downnnnnnnn [Chorus] [Interlude: Das EFX giving shoutouts to other East Coast rappers] [Verse Two: Dray, Books] Yo Im back, black, heavens-to-Betsy, time to get deuce I take a bite outta crime, wash it down with some juice Im not the new kids, but Im knockin blocks off, sonny Yep I rock like the Stones cos Im rollin in the money So diggity-ask about, I know you digs me like a shovel I kick straps for sport cos Im short like Barney Rubble Check the slang, boogity-bang, umm, I goes berserk when I flex like Popeye, I fight like Cap Kirk So bozo, Im knockin em out the box by the pair-em High strung, my tongue got moves like Fred Astaire Tally racker, Im dapper, the rootin tootin rapper I diggity-drops the funk so you can call me yippity-yapper The slippery slick sister, stiggity-start the grammar Im comin like the Red Coats to toast an MC Hammer So jumpin jahosa, thats yesiree The Books-in-reverse kicks a verse...... ......like, aah, BBD I whips it, I smacks it, I flips it with slick shit, when shit hits the fan, man, I slaps lips like lipstick, Im harder than a hard-on, never tend up like fiddles I bust foots for kicks, eat up Trix and some Skittles then Ill giggle, hee-hee-ha Higgity-Hallelujah to-to-dabber-day Ill do ya Im the baddest, got more fans than Red Jarvis makes a cowboy I skip, flip back to Dallas Hes the Don, have you seen my grey poupon' Bust this, we roll more spliffs than Cheech and Chong We can do this, I kiggity-cant lose like Martha Lewis Get the picture' I rock upon misfa if I was you-is Goddamn, Im sittin on the bay by the dock Smokin, strokin on my big fat cock Cos spare you, breaker 1-9, whats ya handle' Cos now I got the siggity-sock soup like Campbells and downnnnnnnnnnnn [Chorus: x8] [KRS-One] "Now Im gonna show you how the East Coast rocks" "Baby, baby, baby, baby, clap to this" "Its like that yall, you dont stop" [ East Coast Lyrics ]
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