Das EFX - Host Wit Da Most текст песни

Intro/chorus:

Yo its the host wit da most, kid

Comin from the east coast

Yo its the host wit da most, kid

Comin from the east coast

Yeah its the host wit da most, kid

Comin from the east coast

Word bond, its the host wit da most, kid

Yeah comin from the east coast

Verse 1: dray

Well Im suprised, open your eyes because its me, g

I mention I sling the slang wit me and my man just like its a frisbee

Ya flimsy, my thinga-majig is the illest, I throw it like willis

Heiman, when Im rhymin Im makin the papes like simon

Says ta, my stick it ta master, I still be the best-a

I figgity [fuck] the flame but in the sun, now time for esther

So hi-ho Im silver, Im makin the papes when I kicks

The [shit] thatll make you muck when I lose his fleas, lice and his ticks

For the chicks, I be on my good foot, you get that ass kicked

So yibbida yabber yoozy, [fuck] that floozy suzy chapstick

So here boy, here boy, come get some, its krazy

Im swingin my dukes of hazard just like ? ? ? ? on daisy

Im swayze

Chorus

Verse 2: books

Aiyo well heres the story, niggas is sleepin, nighty nighty

Lord almighty, Im bringin it live g, see I be

Flippin and rippin a tongue but some niggas dont seems to digs me

So I switch, b, like billy bigsby cos Im the [shit], g

U hoo dixie, they dribblin in they timberlands

I criminal mix styles, oh I flow like adrenaline

Yikes man, the nigga is nice man so thinkin I lost it

But I be icin crews wit the flakes til they frosted

So hip hip hooray, wantin me while I do a

New way to school a new jay, you say

"holy shamrocks, the man rocks with no beef or ham hocks"

Oh yes-in, send the rest in, peace to grandpops

Chorus

Verse 3: dray

Well um, knock knock, whos that? guess what? my crews back

Rippin the hip-hop, penelope pitstop

Doin the bitin, the shit I be writin, youre givin me rabies

They oughta be usin my terms for sperm and makin babies

Hey ladies, I know my a-bs, Im makin cds

I heard you was eatin your spinach boy, you better be eatin your weeties

Comprendo, so let your friends know Im losin my noodle

Cos when it be time to doodle, I lose my scruples, ask my pupils

Im the slippery slang slipper, quick to clip a qb

Shooby dooby dooby, I do that new g

So you be kool & the gang and I puts my slang in

Hangin loosely, oh yes g, niggas be wantin to test me

Chorus

Verse 4: books

Hear ye, hear ye, dont look any further g, see he here is

Still mic checkin [shit], still dead serious

Hello there, I didnt go nowhere, whatup with the static g?

I be damagin niggas fronts like them creases in your cavity

For real though, jumpin jallopys, Im rougher than hockey

I drop these bumpy cos my style is knock-kneed

So me and my-a, Im flyer than the witches sweeper

Jeepers, keep ya jump, jump into it like aretha

I boogie bang bang the thang like a cramp style slant

Niggas be tryin to hang but they cant g

Will agains, Im gettin elegant with the skill again

It dont mean a thang if I aint got my philly, kid

Chorus (x2)