Sneaking Up On Ya Lyrics

Sneaking Up On Ya lyrics

* Chip Fu's verse is a strictly a best guess







(in the background: "sneakin up, sneakin up" 4X)



[Chip Fu] Creepin up on ya, creepin creepin up on ya (4X)







[Poc Fu]



Check the shit that I flips scuba dip doobie dippin



It's groovy; slammin like my man Scottie Pippen



Sly like a fox, I kick the shit that rocks



I'm +Golden+ with the +Gloves+, but nice with the shots



Don't try to put me down, I don't feel pain and sorrow



(The sun will come out!)Yeah tomorrow, tomorrow



I bet ya bottom dollar that tomorrow there'll be sun



Showin grati-TUDE, my atti-TUDE is kind of RUDE



I walk with a frown while I puff my cigar an'



sit back and stare while I'm cha-cha-cha-charrin



Watchin Boogie Down, when they used to put me down



Now your mom give me skins and your pop push me pounds



Sparkin like a welder, punch ya like I'm Elmer



Embarass your ass like Gigi does to Thelma



Quick to cut your throat, hey boy don't touch the mic



(*whoosh whoosh whoosh*) Yeah I'm out like three strikes







(in the background: "sneakin up, sneakin up" 4X)



[Chip Fu] Creepin up on ya, creepin creepin up on ya (4X)







[Chip Fu]



My lovely lengthy dreadlocks, be roastin on an open fire



Twisted tongue that's slippin and lyrically limpin



at your PEE-nocci-nose



I'm budda-ba-bad, budda-ba-bad, 



budda-ba-bad to the bone and crafty



Sssufferin sssucotash, I let lyricsss fly like DEE Daffy



So pass, the mug so Mike can try to ?? figure



when learnin this foolish, foolish lyrical style I deliver



Maybe way, down upon a swampy river!



Far far away (hooray!) yippie-kay-yo-kay-yay



Whoa, the dish ran away with the spoon



andddd-dddain't-dddat-ddddsomethin-dddindddinddin?



And thennnn-IiiiIiii found-



five-fy-a-fuck-five-feet-of-linnennenn



I Pop-eye's, like Bluto, ah-how you like judo?



Not Hong Kong, Fooey, I +chop+ like, some +suey+



Like the Bruce, Banner, I gots a programma



So don't don't you cry cry for me oh Susannah



Tell your grandma, grandpa, pops and, your mamma



that you got, the right one, baby, eh-heh!



I'm freakin the stuttering style like just for one reason:



I think it's wabbit season, nah-uh duck season



Wabbit season, duck season



Wabbit season, duck season



Wabbit season.. AWWWWW SHUT UP!



Hey button your lip it's MC season dagnabbit



And ohhwowowowowwwwwwwwwwwww (whattup Chip?) I hate rabbits!



(shhhhhhhhhhhhhh) Be vewy vewy quiet, a hunting we will go



Hi-ho, the merry-o cheerio Chip's about to drop a hot potato!



'Yumpin 'Yimminy, Jimminy Crickets-kicks-kicks



some rugged and rough shit like this



Silly wabbit ain't got 'nuff Trix to pick 



but I'll chill instead, cause for the big kid, 



for the big kid, for the big kid's how I uhh, kicks it



Yo ahh, rrrrrugabugit, rrrrrugabugit, where's was the mic?



It's in the freezer *cough* freezin like like a Raider



*cough* My flow's very, ridiculous



Like Frosted Lucky Charms my shit is magically delishwish



I'm a Chattanooga choo was funkier uh Punky Brewster



When I'm a FEE-farmer, PEE-plumber ????????



So ??, roll up, rewind selector



I huh huh, huh huh huh, like Woodddy-Woodpecker



Peace to Victor Bramble, too hot to handle



Catch me same bbbabbbbbat time and bbabbabbat channel







(in the background: "sneakin up, sneakin up" 4X)



[Chip Fu] Creepin up on ya, creepin creepin up on ya (4X)







[Moc Fu]



Arriba arriba!Pass the boom to M-O smokes the cheeba



A new type of flow and I toast the hoe, see-ya



Flipper type hitter, quicker to get bigger



Don't believe in guns so the fist become the trigger



I roll in the hood with my Fu-Schnicken niggaz



(Your niggaz?)Yeah, my motherfuckin niggaz!



The M-O throws blows (blows) obnoxious type flows (flows)



No one knows Bo's but the emery scrolls



Kick dogg pound sounds, from miles around



when I AIYYYYYYYY AIYYYYYYYY it vibrates your town



Peace to Diamond D, Flavor U-N-I-T



We sneakin up on ya, watch your ass for nine-three







(in the background: "sneakin up, sneakin up" 8X)



[Chip Fu] Creepin up on ya, creepin creepin up on ya (8X)