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Artist: Danger Doom
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Album: The Mouse And The Mask
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Title: Bada Bing
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[MF Doom]
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Not a lot of bling
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When he do the thing, bada boom, bada bing
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From the womb to the tomb
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Get that ricotta, bada bing, bada boom
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Doom, your reputation precedes you
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Wail 'til you crack and see what "weed" do, you dweeb you
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No pun intended, takes one to know one, will know - it's unscented
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Yo son, demented when them sent it from the other time
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Before everybody and they mother rhyme
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What a crime - beats is the same way
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Make 'em wanna hit the streets with the heat for a lame's pay
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Game day, flag on the play, improper helmet
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Drag on the suede from the gem drop of well spit
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He didn't listen, titty kissin the city glistened
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Depending on what from what position you're sittin
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In the pissy wind, is this thing whistlin?
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Who let the spinnin whisperin djinn in?
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The Villain again? Without a doubt
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That's his name, don't play it out
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Or spray it, when you say it out your mouth
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Then gave him a cold shoulder for a hour
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And told him take a gold shower, for fakin funk, soul power
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... stocky, short and cocky
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Looked like Apollo Creed after he fought with Rocky
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Rhymed in a broken english slang, not cockney
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Thirteen, his first queen wore hot knock knees
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Had to tell her pops, yo stop cockblockin B
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Hold somethin for your daily yay habit
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Then go, bada-bing-bing-bing like ricochet rabbit
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How 'bout the sicko say stab it?
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There's liquor in the cabinet and a slicker for the crafted
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And Heineken, I told him much obliged friend
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What I gotta spend, if I only touch her thighs then?
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... why his eyes widened
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He didn't know your man had a nice surprise hidin
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Took pride in ridin in a sly wiseguy grin
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... real recognize real
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On the microphone, the wheels are mechanized steel
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Please, at least respect your ideals
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How you got her walkin along the stroll in high heels?
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He said her mamma was gettin old
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God bless her poor soul, now no more drama is your role
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Straight to the head
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He know a lot of haters can't wait 'til he dead
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Lead to go, like a ho, to a strange whack housewife
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Only thing he know will change his back do', how trife
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Rules is rules, don't go there
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Stay on sale like a old coat made of mohair
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Keep a snotty chicken on E, the Lone Ranger
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Why everybody always pickin on Danger?
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... and Doom, maybe it's him
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Called up my lady, told her baby it's slim
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Make me up a margarita I need to take a swim
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Tell them kids remember school - if they let 'em out, cool
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But get the hell from out the pool
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(*BEEP!!*}
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[Master Shake]
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Hey {shithead}, it's me again!
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And you know what? I just heard, IT'S ALL DONE NOW!
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And somehow, I guess you must have lost my number
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You know what?! YOU SUCK!
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YOU SUCK! YOUR MUSIC SUCKS!
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AND I HATE YOUR SUCKY STUPID METAL FACE!
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I hope you BURN, you're going DOWN
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This is the last big mistake, you'll ever make
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YOU SUCK!!! I HATE YOUR GUTS!
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...
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But, if there is another project in the future please keep me in mind
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Thank you
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{*phone hangs up*}
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Bada Bing! (feat 조PD, 실력 &
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