[Hook]
(Now I'm gonna show you how the East Coast rocks)
(Make em make em make em clap to this)
(It's like that y'all, you don't stop)
(Now I'm gonna show you how the East Coast rocks)
(Make em make em make em clap to this)
(It's like that y'all, you don't stop)
(Now I'm gonna show you how the East Coast rocks)
(Make em make em make em clap to this)
(It's like that y'all, you don't stop)
(Now I'm gonna show you how the East Coast rocks)
(MC's are jumpin out of shoes and socks)
[Verse 1: Dray]
Higgity-hey, 'hon, check out the way I friggity-freak the track, um
I diggity-do-ray-me-fah, so- so look at me go like that
I'm with the Books, iggity-oops, I get more pop rocks for jingle
I giggity-gots the rhymes like Ronald Reagan got the wrinkles
Check the real wild, my ill style gets Crocodile like Dundee
I fliggity-flap the skits, so save the {shit} for Peggy Bundy
Yes, it's I, the yippity-zippity bad boy with papers
I higgity-huff and puff, 'cause I'm rough like sandpaper
So pucker up and whistle, I blast just like a pistol
I flip like a flapjack and kick like jiujitsu
I sling raps for hand claps and toe taps, I'm down
Silly creep, I leap a rapper with a single bound
Yes, I rips up the West, I'm the best, I'm no joke, 'hon
I won the {shit} quick and freak the backstroke
So Books, freak it, provide the funk alligator
Yo, I'm out, but I'll be back like Schwarzenegger
(Now I'm gonna show you how the East Coast rocks)
(Make em make em make em clap to this)
(It's like that y'all, you don't stop)
(Now I'm gonna show you how the East Coast rocks)
(Make em make em make em clap to this)
(It's like that y'all, you don't stop)
(Now I'm gonna show you how the East Coast rocks)
(Make em make em make em clap to this)
(It's like that y'all, you don't stop)
(Now I'm gonna show you how the East Coast rocks)
(MC's are jumpin out of shoes and socks)
[Verse 1: Dray]
Higgity-hey, 'hon, check out the way I friggity-freak the track, um
I diggity-do-ray-me-fah, so- so look at me go like that
I'm with the Books, iggity-oops, I get more pop rocks for jingle
I giggity-gots the rhymes like Ronald Reagan got the wrinkles
Check the real wild, my ill style gets Crocodile like Dundee
I fliggity-flap the skits, so save the {shit} for Peggy Bundy
Yes, it's I, the yippity-zippity bad boy with papers
I higgity-huff and puff, 'cause I'm rough like sandpaper
So pucker up and whistle, I blast just like a pistol
I flip like a flapjack and kick like jiujitsu
I sling raps for hand claps and toe taps, I'm down
Silly creep, I leap a rapper with a single bound
Yes, I rips up the West, I'm the best, I'm no joke, 'hon
I won the {shit} quick and freak the backstroke
So Books, freak it, provide the funk alligator
Yo, I'm out, but I'll be back like Schwarzenegger
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