Fashion, Styley
[Intro]
Well, whachu know 'bout the people that [?] at the place
Bomfunk mash it up, and Mr. B comin' up live and direct
Leave mercy, ay, uh
[Verse 1]
Making with the rhythm with a fashion, styley
Ragga-ragga tips, I'ma drop a little line
I come when a wigga-wigga leaves
Bomfunk MC comin' in the house
Whacha making with the rhythm with a fashion, styley? (Ay! Uh!)
[Verse 2]
Making with the rhythm with a fashion, styley
Ragga-ragga tips, I'ma drop a little line (Uh!)
Making with the rhythm with a fashion, styley
Ragga-ragga tips, I'ma drop a little line (Uh!)
Making with the rhythm with a fashion, styley
Ragga-ragga tips, I'ma drop a little line
I come when a wigga-wigga leaves
Bomfunk MC comin' in the house
[Verse 3]
Come dada, for de supa Bu Bu mix, come agen
A-come dada, me can't stop de jung', come agen
A-come dada, so swe—swe—sweet music, come agen
Come agen, come agen (Away!)
A-come dada, for de supa Bu Bu mix, come agen
A-come dada, me can't stop de jung', come agen
A-come dada, we Bomfunk MC's, come agen
A-come dada, what am I, what am I, what am I (Ay!)
Making with the rhythm with a fashion, styley?
[Verse 4]
I'ma do a little song with Mr. Bu Bu
Girlies lose their minds, they go "Ooh, ooh"
We won't be too shy, like catch a cuckoo
We going to stand like Desmond Tutu
I came in too tight in a voodoo (Uh!)
When we rock the mic you wish you could too (Ay!)
We blow the roof off to Timbuktu
Some bitches call us dogs, we go "Woof!" (Uh!)
[Verse 5]
I'ma do a little song with Mr. Bu Bu
Girlies lose their minds, they go "Ooh, ooh"
We won't be too shy, like catch a cuckoo
We going to stand like Desmond Tutu
I came in too tight in a voodoo
When we rock the mic you wish you could too
We blow the roof off to Timbuktu
Some bitches call us dogs, we go "Woof!"
[Verse 6]
I'ma do a little song with Mr. Bu Bu
Girlies lose their minds, they go "Ooh, ooh"
We won't be too shy, like catch a cuckoo (Ay!)
We going to stand like Desmond Tutu
I came in too tight in a voodoo
When we rock the mic you wish you could too
We blow the roof off to Timbuktu
Some bitches call us dogs, we go (Ay! Uh!)
[Verse 1]
Making with the rhythm with a fashion, styley
Ragga-ragga tips, I'ma drop a little line (Uh!)
Making with the rhythm with a fashion, styley
Ragga-ragga tips, I'ma drop a little line (Uh!)
Making with the rhythm with a fashion, styley
Ragga-ragga tips, I'ma drop a little line
I come when a wigga-wigga leaves
Bomfunk MC comin' in the house
[Verse 2]
Come dada, for de supa Bu Bu mix, come agen
A-come dada, me can't stop de jung', come agen
A-come dada, so swe—swe—sweet music, come agen
Come agen, come agen (Away!)
A-come dada, for de supa Bu Bu mix, come agen
A-come dada, me can't stop de jung', come agen
A-come dada, we Bomfunk MC's, come agen
A-come dada, what am I, what am I, what am I (Ay!)
Making with the rhythm with a fashion, styley?
[Verse 5]
I'ma do a little song with Mr. Bu Bu
Girlies lose their minds, they go "Ooh, ooh"
We won't be too shy, like catch a cuckoo
We going to stand like Desmond Tutu
I came in too tight in a voodoo
When we rock the mic you wish you could too
We blow the roof off to Timbuktu
Some bitches call us dogs, we go "Woof!"
[Verse 5]
I'ma do a little song with Mr. Bu Bu
Girlies lose their minds, they go "Ooh, ooh"
We won't be too shy, like catch a cuckoo
We going to stand like Desmond Tutu
I came in too tight in a voodoo
When we rock the mic you wish you could too
We blow the roof off to Timbuktu
Some bitches call us dogs, we go "Woof!"
Well, whachu know 'bout the people that [?] at the place
Bomfunk mash it up, and Mr. B comin' up live and direct
Leave mercy, ay, uh
[Verse 1]
Making with the rhythm with a fashion, styley
Ragga-ragga tips, I'ma drop a little line
I come when a wigga-wigga leaves
Bomfunk MC comin' in the house
Whacha making with the rhythm with a fashion, styley? (Ay! Uh!)
[Verse 2]
Making with the rhythm with a fashion, styley
Ragga-ragga tips, I'ma drop a little line (Uh!)
Making with the rhythm with a fashion, styley
Ragga-ragga tips, I'ma drop a little line (Uh!)
Making with the rhythm with a fashion, styley
Ragga-ragga tips, I'ma drop a little line
I come when a wigga-wigga leaves
Bomfunk MC comin' in the house
[Verse 3]
Come dada, for de supa Bu Bu mix, come agen
A-come dada, me can't stop de jung', come agen
A-come dada, so swe—swe—sweet music, come agen
Come agen, come agen (Away!)
A-come dada, for de supa Bu Bu mix, come agen
A-come dada, me can't stop de jung', come agen
A-come dada, we Bomfunk MC's, come agen
A-come dada, what am I, what am I, what am I (Ay!)
Making with the rhythm with a fashion, styley?
[Verse 4]
I'ma do a little song with Mr. Bu Bu
Girlies lose their minds, they go "Ooh, ooh"
We won't be too shy, like catch a cuckoo
We going to stand like Desmond Tutu
I came in too tight in a voodoo (Uh!)
When we rock the mic you wish you could too (Ay!)
We blow the roof off to Timbuktu
Some bitches call us dogs, we go "Woof!" (Uh!)
[Verse 5]
I'ma do a little song with Mr. Bu Bu
Girlies lose their minds, they go "Ooh, ooh"
We won't be too shy, like catch a cuckoo
We going to stand like Desmond Tutu
I came in too tight in a voodoo
When we rock the mic you wish you could too
We blow the roof off to Timbuktu
Some bitches call us dogs, we go "Woof!"
[Verse 6]
I'ma do a little song with Mr. Bu Bu
Girlies lose their minds, they go "Ooh, ooh"
We won't be too shy, like catch a cuckoo (Ay!)
We going to stand like Desmond Tutu
I came in too tight in a voodoo
When we rock the mic you wish you could too
We blow the roof off to Timbuktu
Some bitches call us dogs, we go (Ay! Uh!)
[Verse 1]
Making with the rhythm with a fashion, styley
Ragga-ragga tips, I'ma drop a little line (Uh!)
Making with the rhythm with a fashion, styley
Ragga-ragga tips, I'ma drop a little line (Uh!)
Making with the rhythm with a fashion, styley
Ragga-ragga tips, I'ma drop a little line
I come when a wigga-wigga leaves
Bomfunk MC comin' in the house
[Verse 2]
Come dada, for de supa Bu Bu mix, come agen
A-come dada, me can't stop de jung', come agen
A-come dada, so swe—swe—sweet music, come agen
Come agen, come agen (Away!)
A-come dada, for de supa Bu Bu mix, come agen
A-come dada, me can't stop de jung', come agen
A-come dada, we Bomfunk MC's, come agen
A-come dada, what am I, what am I, what am I (Ay!)
Making with the rhythm with a fashion, styley?
[Verse 5]
I'ma do a little song with Mr. Bu Bu
Girlies lose their minds, they go "Ooh, ooh"
We won't be too shy, like catch a cuckoo
We going to stand like Desmond Tutu
I came in too tight in a voodoo
When we rock the mic you wish you could too
We blow the roof off to Timbuktu
Some bitches call us dogs, we go "Woof!"
[Verse 5]
I'ma do a little song with Mr. Bu Bu
Girlies lose their minds, they go "Ooh, ooh"
We won't be too shy, like catch a cuckoo
We going to stand like Desmond Tutu
I came in too tight in a voodoo
When we rock the mic you wish you could too
We blow the roof off to Timbuktu
Some bitches call us dogs, we go "Woof!"