Kick The Frama Lama Lama Lyrics by Run-d.m.c.

Kick The Frama Lama Lama Lyrics

    Auhhh!

    [run]
    Yes yes y'all
    Off to the lagoon, so soon, my tune'll have room
    To go boom so i go to the ?pazoom?
    Place where the bass in your face is never 'ternal
    Then i ran into my man the alligator so
    How you livin like a sucker wife is such a nag
    I wish i wish when niggaz fish they'd make a gator bag
    But other than that i'm livin fat i got a record deal
    Me and this pig got fifty gigs yo homeboy check it squeal
    He said his rap and that was that and i was left alone
    Let me kick you this lyric
    Gather round now hear about the flintstones
    Fred and barn' and all the rest of the flintstones
    They got a benz with rocks and dark tints homes
    Kitted out, vvs the whole bit
    People screamin on fred and sayin, "oh shit!"
    And then my man fred came home late (doin what?)
    Cold beefin bout, mr. slate
    And then he walked to the door, seen wilma cryin
    Fred said, "yo hoe, i ain't lyin!"
    And next thing, you heard a little crunch
    Fred fell (what?) result of a punch
    And then they got up, and went and got the crew
    Back to the hoe's house -
    Yabba dabba dabba dabba doo y'all
    A dabba doo y'all
    And that's comin straight from me to you y'all

    [d.m.c.]
    You need a umbrella if it starts to rain
    You need a umbrella if it starts to rain
    You need a umbrella if it starts to rain
    So why didn't you just bring a raincoat?
    And i hope, that you have a boat
    Cause my cussin is floodin and you need to stay afloat
    Not on water, but on somebody's daughter
    You never ever wanna say that you caught a
    Breeze, that'll freeze or some kind of the disease
    To make you ill and sneeze (ah-choo!)
    I'm tryin to tell you baby pop
    You press your luck or youse a sucker suckin on a lollipop
    You knocked off the boots and only got your shit wet
    Needles inject just to disinfect, you're upset
    Your stupid monkey-ass didn't protect yourself
    Kick the frama lama lama lama lama!
    Ah-choo!

    [run]
    Motherfuckers poppin shit about a nigga goin out
    Without a hit or shit to his name to claim
    And aim that shit towards me, nah..
    That ain't what time it is, cause this is mines and his
    'member the crime you did? don't ever close your lid
    Cause if you sleep i keep the cheap motherfuckin
    Tape you gave me, so behave see
    My name is run and i'll run this ruler up your ass
    And measure the shit you're poppin
    There's no stoppin or coppin or playin with me
    You see, i'll break your fuckin neck, i'm deadly!

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