[Intro: El-P]
Uh, ayy! (Oh, shit)
[Chorus: Greg Nice & El-P]
Ooh, la la, ah, oui oui!
Ooh, la la, ah, oui oui! (Ayy)
Ooh, la la, ah, oui oui! (Ayy)
Ooh, la la, ah, oui oui! (Let's go)
Ooh, la la, ah, oui oui! (Go, go, go, go)
Ooh, la la, ah, oui oui! (Go, go, go)
Ooh, la la, ah, oui oui!
Ooh, la la
[Verse 1: El-P]
Lookin' for M's like I lost a friend,
Jump out of my bed like, "Where the bread?"
You gon' hold a egg, waiter bring the check,
When we talk, we Kalashnikov, keep us in your thoughts.
Fully dressed at the crack of dawn, weapons lettin' off,
I can hear them from the block, see them creepin' through the fog,
Season's greetings, now feeding season can start, oh my God!
Look alive, lookin' like I live life on the crooked line,
Doin' fine, you want maximum stupid, I am the guy.
[Verse 2: Killer Mike]
First of all, fuck the fuckin' law, we is fuckin' raw,
Steak tartare, oysters on the half-shell, sushi bar,
Life a bitch, and the pussy fish, still fucked her raw,
I'm a dog, I'm a dirty dog, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!
Ol' Dirty Bastard, go in your jaw, shimmy shimmy ya,
Got the semi in the hemi, go and gimme, gimme ya!
Pugilistic, my linguistics are Jeru the Damaja,
And I rap it pornographic, bitch, set up the camera.
[Chorus: Greg Nice, El-P & Killer Mike]
Ooh, la la, ah, oui oui! (Ayy)
Ooh, la la, ah, oui oui! (Ah, oui oui)
Ooh, la la, ah, oui oui!
Ooh, la la, ah, oui oui! (Mon cheri, mon cheri)
Ooh, la la, ah, oui oui! (Mon cheri, mon cheri)
Ooh, la la, ah, oui oui!
Ooh, la la, ah, oui oui! (I need a bottle of Moët, ho, come on)
Ooh, la la, ah, oui oui! (Garçon)
[Verse 3: El-P]
You covet disruption, I got you covered, I'm bustin',
My brother's a runner, he's crushin', it's no discussion,
I used to be munchkin, I wasn't 'posed to be nothing,
Y'all fuckers corrupted or up to something disgusting,
My pockets are plump for the season, I love to cuff 'em,
I'ma afraid of nothing but nothingess, ain't it something?
Warmongers are dumpin' a pointed click at your pumpkin, (Look out)
Y'all suck with instructions, so put your kids in the oven.
[Veres 4: Killer Mike]
Fuck a king or queen and all of their loyal subjects,
I'll pull my penis out and I piss on their shoes in public,
People, we the pirates, the pride of this great republic,
No matter what you order, muhfucka, we're what you're stuck wit.
(Sorry) I used to love Bruce, but livin' my vida loca
Help me understand, I'm probably more of a Joker,
When we usher in chaos, just know that we did it smilin',
Hannibal's on this island, inmates run the asylum.
[Chorus: Greg Nice & El-P]
Ooh, la la, ah, oui oui! (Ayy)
Ooh, la la, ah, oui oui! (Ayy)
Ooh, la la, ah, oui oui! (Ayy)
Ooh, la la! (DJ Premier)
[Outro: Greg Nice]
Ooh, ooh, ooh, la la!
Ooh, ooh, la, la-, la, la!
Ooh, ooh!
Ooh, ooh, la la, ah, oui oui!
Ooh, la, la, la, la, la!
Ah, oui, ah, oui, ah!
Ah, ah, ah, oui, oui!
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