Luyện nghe bài hát They Want Efx

Bum stiggedy, bum stiggedy, bum hon, I got the
Old pa rum pum pum pum
But I can fe fi fo fum diddly bum, here I
So Peter Piper I'm than Pinocchio's nose

I'm the tic tac pro
I gave my daisy now you've got the crazy
Crazy with the books, googley goo where's the
So one two unbuckle my, um,

Yabba doo, hippity hoo, crack a
So or treat, smell my feet, yup, I drippedy-dropped a hit
So books get on your mark and spark that old
and double drats, I smiggedy-smacked some whiz kids

The boogedy-woogedly, boy's about to get his, dig
My waist bone's to my hip bone
My hip bone's connected to my bone
My thigh bone's connected to my bone
My knee connected to my hardy-har-har-har

The jaw ja-jabbing at your funny bone, um
the Ovaltine, I'd rather have a honeycomb
Or the sesame, Let's spiggedy-spark the blunts, um
Dun dun dun dun dun, dun dun

They want EFX, live EFX
want EFX, some live EFX
They EFX, some live EFX
Snap a neck for live EFX

Well, be darned, shiver me timbers, yo head for the hills
I a weeping willow, and a daffodil
So back up bucko or I'll pulverize
'Cause this little piggy gets busy and

Arrivederci, to mercy, honky tonk I get swift
I caught a and smoked a boogaloo spliff
I got the nooks, the cranies, the gritty fodey-doe
All aboard, cast away, hey where's my

Oh, I'm steaming,
everybody always picking on me
They call me Puddin' Tane, and rap's my
You ask me and I'll t-tell you the same

'Cause I'm the vulgar vegemintarian, so 'em up freeze
So no sausages, Mom, please
A-blitz shoots the breeze, twiddly-dee his lip
Crazy dazy shot the Sheriff, yup and I the gift

And that's sneaky, sis oh yep
I got my socks off, my rocks off, my Nestle's cup of
Holly hobby tried to slob me, to rob me silly stunt
dun dun dun dun, dun dun

They want EFX, live EFX
want EFX, some live EFX
They EFX, some live EFX
Snap a neck for live EFX

Yahoo, hidee-ho yup I'm around the stretch
So here boy, fetch, boy, fetch
I got the rope-a-dope a slippery choker, at me get raw
And I'm the top of morning boogoloo big jaw

With the yippedy zippedy the Pooh bad boy blue
Yo crazy got the gusto, what up, I that too
So nincompoop give a hoot and stomp a without a strain
Like Roscoe B.

I spiggedy-spark a and give a twist like Chubby Checker
I my Froot Loops with two scoops, make it double decker
Oh Vince, the baby come to Papa
A babaloo, ooh, a boogedy boo

I went from Gucci to Stussy, to a groupie
To Zsa Zsa, to dabba hoochie koochie
Tally ho I-I'll take my Top instead of potatoes, so
Maybe shoot 'em now, nope maybe I'll shoot 'em later, yep

I used to have a dog and Bingo was his oh, so uh
B I N G O oh
You do the hokey pokey and you yourself around, hon, so uh
Dun dun dun dun dun, dun dun

They want EFX, some EFX
They want EFX, some EFX
They want EFX, some EFX
Snap a neck for some EFX