Hocus Pocus, T-Love - Vocab ! (Prélude) lyrics
[Hocus Pocus, T-Love - Vocab ! Prélude lyrics]
One-two
Sometimes, I be, I be I be listening to, like
I be listening to this French
Rap and I be like " What are they saying? "
I don't really understand, you know
But you know, it's cool, cause sometimes
I find myself listening to a
Bit of Edith Piaf
Or Georges Brassens and I was like
"Oh, they are fly!" I just don't
Know what they be saying though
This is how I know that music is universal
And then sometimes, you be thinking
In your own mind, like: " Ooh! "
The music sounds like this type of feeling
You know what I'm saying, like
La sensation, like: " Aah, oK! "
But then you listen, and it's like
They talk about something
Completely different
Like, I was listening to
Something by Joeystarr
I don't know what the fuck
That nigga was saying i was like
" That shit's kinda dope but what
The fuck is he saying? "
Like, I like Joeystarr, I like you
You're kinda cool but what the FUCK you
Be saying? Jesus Christ!
I don't know i don't know it's like, you know
I be tripping how like I come here
And all the French kids be like
" Damn, that shit's dope! "
They be like: " Your shit is dope! "
But they don't understand what we're saying
Like: " Vous comprenez
Euh " but I don't understand
What y'all be saying
Yeah and all this ouf, fou
Je ne comprends pas, oK?
Don't come at me with that shit
Cause I really don't know
Props to my niggers in the
Bronk, niggers in the Brook, niggers in LA
Props to my niggers in Frisco
In Oakland and the Bay
Props to my niggers in Nantes
Niggers like: " What the fuck is Nantes? "
Check it out i give a props to Hocus Pocus
Yeah! You're kinda fly
Do you know that guy, Sylvain?
Yeah, he's kinda cool, right?
Pigé? OK, alright, go ahead, like
I'm such in a good mood with this wine
Into "Vocab!"
Sometimes, I be, I be I be listening to, like
I be listening to this French
Rap and I be like " What are they saying? "
I don't really understand, you know
But you know, it's cool, cause sometimes
I find myself listening to a
Bit of Edith Piaf
Or Georges Brassens and I was like
"Oh, they are fly!" I just don't
Know what they be saying though
This is how I know that music is universal
And then sometimes, you be thinking
In your own mind, like: " Ooh! "
The music sounds like this type of feeling
You know what I'm saying, like
La sensation, like: " Aah, oK! "
But then you listen, and it's like
They talk about something
Completely different
Like, I was listening to
Something by Joeystarr
I don't know what the fuck
That nigga was saying i was like
" That shit's kinda dope but what
The fuck is he saying? "
Like, I like Joeystarr, I like you
You're kinda cool but what the FUCK you
Be saying? Jesus Christ!
I don't know i don't know it's like, you know
I be tripping how like I come here
And all the French kids be like
" Damn, that shit's dope! "
They be like: " Your shit is dope! "
But they don't understand what we're saying
Like: " Vous comprenez
Euh " but I don't understand
What y'all be saying
Yeah and all this ouf, fou
Je ne comprends pas, oK?
Don't come at me with that shit
Cause I really don't know
Props to my niggers in the
Bronk, niggers in the Brook, niggers in LA
Props to my niggers in Frisco
In Oakland and the Bay
Props to my niggers in Nantes
Niggers like: " What the fuck is Nantes? "
Check it out i give a props to Hocus Pocus
Yeah! You're kinda fly
Do you know that guy, Sylvain?
Yeah, he's kinda cool, right?
Pigé? OK, alright, go ahead, like
I'm such in a good mood with this wine
Into "Vocab!"