| Song | Jussummen |
| Artist | Das EFX |
| Album | The Very Best Of Das EFX |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Charity, Hines, Lynch, Weston | |
| Well I'm the jibber jabber, jaw like Shabba | |
| Franks making thanks, operating like Trapper | |
| John M.D., yea, that's what folks tell me | |
| I plan on going far and be a star like Marcus Welby | |
| So there, dear, uhum, you suit though | |
| Yes, I makes the ruckus, causing ruckus like Menudo | |
| Or Judo, I kicks it, I throws them when I gamble | |
| And when I swings my thing, I take a swing like Mickey Mantle | |
| But um, I got more flavors than a pack of Now and Laters | |
| Beg your pardon, Mr. keebler, but I love Vanilla Wafers | |
| See, i got it going on 'cause of the songs that I write | |
| I got it going on 'cause my crew is nuff hype | |
| Plus I zitz em, I zamz em, I grams em like Zorro | |
| I shop at Dagastino for a bag of Stella Dorro | |
| Breadsticks, oh yes it's the books plus three | |
| Of my cousins, Crazy Drazy, ?(Abe Blitz and Tea)? | |
| 'Cause we're | |
| (Chorus) | |
| Jussumen that's on the mic... | |
| Diggity yes, back up, I just come like Shaka | |
| Zulu, I pop like Orville Redenbacher | |
| When I'm proper, I doobity dibble dabble wit my winnings | |
| I drop a Def Jam as if my name was Russell Simmons | |
| I'm funky, spunky, I clock bread like Wonder | |
| I'll jump up and flex , make you think I'm jane Fonda | |
| I shiggity slam Rito, I'm layed back like Tito | |
| I good gots nuff wisdom like Mama Montigo, amigo | |
| Se Vente, yes I can samba | |
| I'm known like Geraldo, shishi karamba | |
| The jibbity jibba jammage, always wit the hippity houser | |
| I got crazy smarts like that kid Doogie Howser | |
| So cool out, Purno, I burn you no jive | |
| I wickity wax that scalp just like Alberto V.O. Five | |
| Diggity damn right half pint, i taste great like Bud Lite | |
| I'm well known like Spike or Walter Kronkite | |
| Cause we're | |
| Chorus | |
| Check it, 1 for the money, 2 for the show | |
| Thunder, Thunder, Thundercats, HO | |
| Yep, I got my moms, i got my girl, I got my friends | |
| >>In the states Im making dollars<<, in Japan, I'm making Yenz | |
| Wit the new style, meanwhile, my real name is William | |
| I went and break a slut like Donald Trump can break a million | |
| Or zillion, I kills 'em, I watches All My Children | |
| I'm hard as women, watch it silly stunt, just ask the pilgrims | |
| I was strong from the get go, I'm not Lou Ferringo | |
| I never caught the cooties from a fluzy or a bimbo | |
| Like Cheeko, I'm the man, yes indeed, i got the smart, so | |
| When I take a stand, just take a seat like Rosa Arts | |
| Some tomato, tomato, bolongna, bolongna | |
| I use to fraggle rock ya but now I fraggle zone ya | |
| A loner, i can't swim, I'm laughing in my hoodie | |
| And I get down and boogie, oogie, oogie | |
| Cause we're | |
| Chorus | |
| I'm like Slick Rick the Ruler but I'm cooler that a calvin | |
| My mon's name is June, my pops name is Alvin | |
| I'm not your Kurt Gowdie but I'm outtie, Sianara | |
| So hit the road Jack so I can Welcome Back Kotter | |
| I flippity blast the ill shit, I flips them when I get them | |
| I chills wit the Books now mom paid out the rectum | |
| No comp, I stiggity stomp em all out like sash squash | |
| I'm deep, no steep, I'll make you wanna join backwash (zoom) | |
| I diggity drops a jam and now I'm slamming like Madonna | |
| I gave a crewcut to Sinead O'Conner | |
| Your honor, I'm bad to the bone, word is born | |
| 'Cause me and Mrs. jones, we got a thing going on | |
| Yes I am, my ?(gibitibibity)? bedroom will not end | |
| To the diggity cows come home, take the Gitney again | |
| 'Cause it's crazy, so give it a rest toots, don't you know me | |
| I go from ten to two just like Ivan Roni | |
| 'Cause we're | |
| Chorus |
| zuo ci : Charity, Hines, Lynch, Weston | |
| Well I' m the jibber jabber, jaw like Shabba | |
| Franks making thanks, operating like Trapper | |
| John M. D., yea, that' s what folks tell me | |
| I plan on going far and be a star like Marcus Welby | |
| So there, dear, uhum, you suit though | |
| Yes, I makes the ruckus, causing ruckus like Menudo | |
| Or Judo, I kicks it, I throws them when I gamble | |
| And when I swings my thing, I take a swing like Mickey Mantle | |
| But um, I got more flavors than a pack of Now and Laters | |
| Beg your pardon, Mr. keebler, but I love Vanilla Wafers | |
| See, i got it going on ' cause of the songs that I write | |
| I got it going on ' cause my crew is nuff hype | |
| Plus I zitz em, I zamz em, I grams em like Zorro | |
| I shop at Dagastino for a bag of Stella Dorro | |
| Breadsticks, oh yes it' s the books plus three | |
| Of my cousins, Crazy Drazy, nbsp? Abe Blitz and Tea? | |
| ' Cause we' re | |
| Chorus | |
| Jussumen that' s on the mic... | |
| Diggity yes, back up, I just come like Shaka | |
| Zulu, I pop like Orville Redenbacher | |
| When I' m proper, I doobity dibble dabble wit my winnings | |
| I drop a Def Jam as if my name was Russell Simmons | |
| I' m funky, spunky, I clock bread like Wonder | |
| I' ll jump up and flex , make you think I' m jane Fonda | |
| I shiggity slam Rito, I' m layed back like Tito | |
| I good gots nuff wisdom like Mama Montigo, amigo | |
| Se Vente, yes I can samba | |
| I' m known like Geraldo, shishi karamba | |
| The jibbity jibba jammage, always wit the hippity houser | |
| I got crazy smarts like that kid Doogie Howser | |
| So cool out, Purno, I burn you no jive | |
| I wickity wax that scalp just like Alberto V. O. Five | |
| Diggity damn right half pint, i taste great like Bud Lite | |
| I' m well known like Spike or Walter Kronkite | |
| Cause we' re | |
| Chorus | |
| Check it, 1 for the money, 2 for the show | |
| Thunder, Thunder, Thundercats, HO | |
| Yep, I got my moms, i got my girl, I got my friends | |
| In the states Im making dollars, in Japan, I' m making Yenz | |
| Wit the new style, meanwhile, my real name is William | |
| I went and break a slut like Donald Trump can break a million | |
| Or zillion, I kills ' em, I watches All My Children | |
| I' m hard as women, watch it silly stunt, just ask the pilgrims | |
| I was strong from the get go, I' m not Lou Ferringo | |
| I never caught the cooties from a fluzy or a bimbo | |
| Like Cheeko, I' m the man, yes indeed, i got the smart, so | |
| When I take a stand, just take a seat like Rosa Arts | |
| Some tomato, tomato, bolongna, bolongna | |
| I use to fraggle rock ya but now I fraggle zone ya | |
| A loner, i can' t swim, I' m laughing in my hoodie | |
| And I get down and boogie, oogie, oogie | |
| Cause we' re | |
| Chorus | |
| I' m like Slick Rick the Ruler but I' m cooler that a calvin | |
| My mon' s name is June, my pops name is Alvin | |
| I' m not your Kurt Gowdie but I' m outtie, Sianara | |
| So hit the road Jack so I can Welcome Back Kotter | |
| I flippity blast the ill shit, I flips them when I get them | |
| I chills wit the Books now mom paid out the rectum | |
| No comp, I stiggity stomp em all out like sash squash | |
| I' m deep, no steep, I' ll make you wanna join backwash zoom | |
| I diggity drops a jam and now I' m slamming like Madonna | |
| I gave a crewcut to Sinead O' Conner | |
| Your honor, I' m bad to the bone, word is born | |
| ' Cause me and Mrs. jones, we got a thing going on | |
| Yes I am, my nbsp? gibitibibity? bedroom will not end | |
| To the diggity cows come home, take the Gitney again | |
| ' Cause it' s crazy, so give it a rest toots, don' t you know me | |
| I go from ten to two just like Ivan Roni | |
| ' Cause we' re | |
| Chorus |
| zuò cí : Charity, Hines, Lynch, Weston | |
| Well I' m the jibber jabber, jaw like Shabba | |
| Franks making thanks, operating like Trapper | |
| John M. D., yea, that' s what folks tell me | |
| I plan on going far and be a star like Marcus Welby | |
| So there, dear, uhum, you suit though | |
| Yes, I makes the ruckus, causing ruckus like Menudo | |
| Or Judo, I kicks it, I throws them when I gamble | |
| And when I swings my thing, I take a swing like Mickey Mantle | |
| But um, I got more flavors than a pack of Now and Laters | |
| Beg your pardon, Mr. keebler, but I love Vanilla Wafers | |
| See, i got it going on ' cause of the songs that I write | |
| I got it going on ' cause my crew is nuff hype | |
| Plus I zitz em, I zamz em, I grams em like Zorro | |
| I shop at Dagastino for a bag of Stella Dorro | |
| Breadsticks, oh yes it' s the books plus three | |
| Of my cousins, Crazy Drazy, nbsp? Abe Blitz and Tea? | |
| ' Cause we' re | |
| Chorus | |
| Jussumen that' s on the mic... | |
| Diggity yes, back up, I just come like Shaka | |
| Zulu, I pop like Orville Redenbacher | |
| When I' m proper, I doobity dibble dabble wit my winnings | |
| I drop a Def Jam as if my name was Russell Simmons | |
| I' m funky, spunky, I clock bread like Wonder | |
| I' ll jump up and flex , make you think I' m jane Fonda | |
| I shiggity slam Rito, I' m layed back like Tito | |
| I good gots nuff wisdom like Mama Montigo, amigo | |
| Se Vente, yes I can samba | |
| I' m known like Geraldo, shishi karamba | |
| The jibbity jibba jammage, always wit the hippity houser | |
| I got crazy smarts like that kid Doogie Howser | |
| So cool out, Purno, I burn you no jive | |
| I wickity wax that scalp just like Alberto V. O. Five | |
| Diggity damn right half pint, i taste great like Bud Lite | |
| I' m well known like Spike or Walter Kronkite | |
| Cause we' re | |
| Chorus | |
| Check it, 1 for the money, 2 for the show | |
| Thunder, Thunder, Thundercats, HO | |
| Yep, I got my moms, i got my girl, I got my friends | |
| In the states Im making dollars, in Japan, I' m making Yenz | |
| Wit the new style, meanwhile, my real name is William | |
| I went and break a slut like Donald Trump can break a million | |
| Or zillion, I kills ' em, I watches All My Children | |
| I' m hard as women, watch it silly stunt, just ask the pilgrims | |
| I was strong from the get go, I' m not Lou Ferringo | |
| I never caught the cooties from a fluzy or a bimbo | |
| Like Cheeko, I' m the man, yes indeed, i got the smart, so | |
| When I take a stand, just take a seat like Rosa Arts | |
| Some tomato, tomato, bolongna, bolongna | |
| I use to fraggle rock ya but now I fraggle zone ya | |
| A loner, i can' t swim, I' m laughing in my hoodie | |
| And I get down and boogie, oogie, oogie | |
| Cause we' re | |
| Chorus | |
| I' m like Slick Rick the Ruler but I' m cooler that a calvin | |
| My mon' s name is June, my pops name is Alvin | |
| I' m not your Kurt Gowdie but I' m outtie, Sianara | |
| So hit the road Jack so I can Welcome Back Kotter | |
| I flippity blast the ill shit, I flips them when I get them | |
| I chills wit the Books now mom paid out the rectum | |
| No comp, I stiggity stomp em all out like sash squash | |
| I' m deep, no steep, I' ll make you wanna join backwash zoom | |
| I diggity drops a jam and now I' m slamming like Madonna | |
| I gave a crewcut to Sinead O' Conner | |
| Your honor, I' m bad to the bone, word is born | |
| ' Cause me and Mrs. jones, we got a thing going on | |
| Yes I am, my nbsp? gibitibibity? bedroom will not end | |
| To the diggity cows come home, take the Gitney again | |
| ' Cause it' s crazy, so give it a rest toots, don' t you know me | |
| I go from ten to two just like Ivan Roni | |
| ' Cause we' re | |
| Chorus |