Dr. Dooom, Motion Man - Surgery lyrics
[Dr. Dooom, Motion Man - Surgery lyrics]
Dr dooom yeah
Okay
You wanna face up, move out, get position
Trunk jewelry is heavy competition
Your girl move with them
Thongs in the kitchen
When I talk to the hawk, fly to the mission
The president move, everybody listen
To Scott LaRock, Red Bull like Pippen
The verse stopper with words
Turnin over flipping you in the wheelchair
Bopping like Sam crippling
You fat from pork, your girl's home
Eating chitlins
Proclaim the fiddle, pom-poms in the middle
Superstars respect the kids
With peanut brittle
Boy scout with doubt, play like Roger Trout
Shish kebab, your girl's formin' a mob
I'm Baskin Rob, I'm baskin' Bob
Across from the lizard walking
Right behind the frog i'm out in Europe
With the blondes hanging right on the side
The porn stars be out in Prague
(Kool Keith, Motion Man)
You can pay for surgery to look like me
Top dollar face cuts your
Butt and stomach talk
You can look, act like
Can't hold our jocks up
You can pay for surgery to look like me
Top dollar face cuts your
Butt and stomach talk
You can look, act like
But never will measure up
Noggin' Nodder
Girl, what is your problem? I don't know
But I wanna
Grab you by your ileum and thrust until
You sound like you was inhalin' helium
Parmesan fragrance
Walkin' down Pico with my ambiance, covers me
Lookin' like the sirens of
An ambulance surroundin' me
Eat less peck food, peck parrot
24-karat, Bugs Bunny merit
Money-green-eyed Erin, sermon, reverend
One of Krush Groove
White square on my oesophagus
Preach nigga, preach like Pryor
Writer, style on fire amsterdam, red light
Higher in a district none strict acquire
Vehicles, I shot 'em
Dilated pupil, black beamer navigator
No mustard on no man named Marvin
Doctor get your girls lower, slobbin'
Throbbin'
Okay
You wanna face up, move out, get position
Trunk jewelry is heavy competition
Your girl move with them
Thongs in the kitchen
When I talk to the hawk, fly to the mission
The president move, everybody listen
To Scott LaRock, Red Bull like Pippen
The verse stopper with words
Turnin over flipping you in the wheelchair
Bopping like Sam crippling
You fat from pork, your girl's home
Eating chitlins
Proclaim the fiddle, pom-poms in the middle
Superstars respect the kids
With peanut brittle
Boy scout with doubt, play like Roger Trout
Shish kebab, your girl's formin' a mob
I'm Baskin Rob, I'm baskin' Bob
Across from the lizard walking
Right behind the frog i'm out in Europe
With the blondes hanging right on the side
The porn stars be out in Prague
(Kool Keith, Motion Man)
You can pay for surgery to look like me
Top dollar face cuts your
Butt and stomach talk
You can look, act like
Can't hold our jocks up
You can pay for surgery to look like me
Top dollar face cuts your
Butt and stomach talk
You can look, act like
But never will measure up
Noggin' Nodder
Girl, what is your problem? I don't know
But I wanna
Grab you by your ileum and thrust until
You sound like you was inhalin' helium
Parmesan fragrance
Walkin' down Pico with my ambiance, covers me
Lookin' like the sirens of
An ambulance surroundin' me
Eat less peck food, peck parrot
24-karat, Bugs Bunny merit
Money-green-eyed Erin, sermon, reverend
One of Krush Groove
White square on my oesophagus
Preach nigga, preach like Pryor
Writer, style on fire amsterdam, red light
Higher in a district none strict acquire
Vehicles, I shot 'em
Dilated pupil, black beamer navigator
No mustard on no man named Marvin
Doctor get your girls lower, slobbin'
Throbbin'