Bom Bom Diggy Lyrics

Bom Bom Diggy lyrics

Tricky :



To the bom bom diggy

Who is he

Me the
tricky

To the bom bom diggy

Who is he

To the bom bom diggy

Who is he

To the bom bom diggy

Who is he



To the bom
bom diggy

Who is he

Me the tricky

I said like the willing

I'm known for gangsters killing

And my peace for my peace

My
soul controls the beast

Get the rest off my chest

Keep it far from
the rest

Progressive best

A wham bam thank you ma'am

Who the
man with the transnational plan? 

Gonna smack my uncle sam

Ever
since joni mitchell

Rappers look like them rich

Kill the bombs

Kill,kill,kill

Kill the fonz- henry winkler

How does he think
up? 

How does he drink up? 

Or does he sink up? 

With those
punk rock eyes

Girls don't treat me nice

Gonna burn off those
wings

With those shiny things



To the bom bom diggy

Who
is he

Me the tricky

To the bom bom diggy

Who is he

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the bom bom diggy

Who is he

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Who is he

Me the tricky

To the
bom bom diggy

Who is he

To the bom bom diggy

Who is he

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Who is he



Mad dog:



Although we can't we men creep

We're inseminatin' the east end

We're not teasin'

Pretend the gasoline went

In the very ground
between them

We 'bout money

Why? 

To keep firm

When
they can't go talk

Their God will police them

That's we inside for
assault

We live in our world with the helicopter

Mind sent around
to get a robber

Who knows what the hell a cop does

Street dog,i
hate them police

Wanna see me and hiv

One 'ho

Or one with
scrubs

Plus wanna do my girls for drugs

Frontin' with all the right
real come on

Don't even say what a lady does

Look as to think I'm
turnin' out

With a word at last to run 'em out

Industry- everything
under control

None of 'em know who runnin' the show

With the guns
and the 'hos

All of them know

When they come to the door I'm on a
roll

Nigga with the jungle heights could flow

With the 'hos in the
role for the video

In a great porn show with the flyest girls

Buy
and sell with the clientele

Before we all fry in hell

Please don't
even try it now

Well do you suppose my pocket well

Nickel, dime- a
five bag sale

Me and my kind use

I ain't well

Things they try
then die jail

Gonna be fast when the high speeds

Are a finished
scheme

Our hope I don't see riots

This day is a laugh

Me a
star

Ain't tryin' to see no fuckin' police cars

That's the only
drawback when I drive

Slide on our side for a fast ride

They'll be
tryin' to move on my side

Got to tell about it before they caught fire



Tricky:



To the bom bom diggy

Who is he

Me the
tricky

To the bom bom diggy

Who is he

To the bom bom diggy

Who is he

To the bom bom diggy

Who is he



To the bom
bom diggy

Who is he

Me the tricky

To the bom bom diggy

Who is he

To the bom bom diggy

Who is he

To the bom bom
diggy

Who is he



To the bom bom diggy

Who is he

Me the tricky

To the bom bom diggy

Who is he

To the bom
bom diggy

Who is he

To the bom bom diggy

Who is he



To the bom bom diggy

Who is he

Me the tricky

To the bom
bom diggy

Who is he

To the bom bom diggy

Who is he

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the bom bom diggy

Who is he



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Who
is he

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he

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diggy

Who is he

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is he

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diggy

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