[Chorus]

Too express, no loco stops

It′s time to get fat and collect our props

Too express, no loco stops

It's time to get fat and collect our props (heh!)

Too express, no loco stops

It′s time to get fat and collect our props

Too express, no loco stops

It's time to get fat and collect our props

Too express, no loco stops

It's time to get fat and collect our props

Too express, no loco stops

It′s time to get fat and collect our props

[Verse]

Yo, check to your teepee, unzip, take a pee-pee

Bring out your popcorn, now the Fu-Schnicks (Ride!)

I think I′ll take my time and just mention in this rhyme

F you, don't take it personal

First of all, I′m talkin' ′bout you bros

Who walk around like you're (Large!)

Who think you′re runnin' things like you're Charles in (Charge!)

But hound doggy, hound puppy, haven′t you heard?

Yogi B and Boo Boo got a plan for Joey Zuzu

The guy with the fly samurai (Ay, yi, yi!)

Sick ′em boy, down boy, whoa horsey, whoa

Scammin' though they shouldn′t, tryin' to move on Robin Hood

But they couldn′t (Why?) Chillin' that night with Dwight Gooden

Drivin′ around town with the new sports car

Kumbaya, my Lord, oh kumbaya

(You better believe, we come equipped)

With styles of course to make you flip

While my new dip style potato whip

Wow, I grab the mic and tell a joke and zip from Robin Harris

Bust a fart in public and never feel embarrassed

(I'm back, donkey!) Ooh, that's a killer

I swing my rhymes like monkeys swing the vines and gorillas

I hope you′re ready, Grover, it′s all over, Jehovah

I thank the (Big God!) (Gather moon!)

Orange stars and green clover 'cause (heh!)

[Chorus]

Too express, no loco stops

It′s time to get fat and collect our props (heh!)

Too express, no loco stops

It's time to get fat and collect our props (heh!)

Too express, no loco stops

It′s time to get fat and collect our props (heh!)

Too express, no loco stops

It's time to get fat and collect our props

[Verse 2]

One potato, two potato, three potato, four

OG Corner, jack corner, comes the seckle (Score!)

I′m a devil that boots honey bunch, unlimited crazy

I stutter and stutter my styles are

Weak in a while but I'm worsey daisy

I'm a doofy daffodil from the hill, yet but still

′Cause lyrical trick of a word is bigger, don′t tap my beats

Don't know my taste and you′ll get obese, you don't know capisce

I got the rhyme rug, son (What?)

I′m Kenny, too, I'm penny, mohawk, I′m sloppy, I'm bumpy

The butt's so big, call me little pokey, Pooh

My brother, my dear, like Jiminy Cricket and David

I conquer the rocks on the raw frontier

Bumpin′ and jiggin′ and jiggin' and bumpin′

Like Freddy when I rumble, mic check and whoa

My yagi, my little yagi, Suki Saki, I be rockin'

I′m merry, merry, merry, merry, merrily, always keep rhymes afloat

I'm the ricky, ticky, ticky, tappy, the rickety, dragon steamboat

Like Daffy Duck, I′ma quack us 'til I'm merry, oh, candy gravel

I′m Mr. Whip and I′m whippin' up lyrics

To whippin′ up whippersnappers

Stuck in the Seaside (Winder!), here's a (Reminder!)

I′m b-b-b-b-bad, b-b-b-b-bad, b-b-b-b-bad to the Barney bow

Yes, and I shipwreck and I wreck shop on a whole proper's microphone

So come on, fly guy, yippee, yippee, yippee, yippee, yippee

(Hasta la vista!), (Mamma mia!)

Time to get my fly away ′cause it's

[Chorus]

Time to get fat and collect our props

Too express, no loco stops

It's time to get fat and collect our props

Too express, no loco stops

It′s time to get fat and collect our props

Too express, no loco stops

It′s time to get fat and collect our props

[Verse 3]

My time to get on reconsider

Moc's next, Rex was in effect, but it′s time to collect

Props, no doubt, 'nuff shout to the (Fu Crew!)

Ready, bitch? You go bye-bye to the lyrics, boo-hoo

The M-O-C is cultured, lyrics if you heard it

Court just said I′ll puncture, the rootin' and tootin′

It's like I said the last time

Phrases that I make, the selector rewind (Come again!)

My style's bein′ filled with a taste of Asian

Techniques and verbally, brothers never heard of me

Soon to be large, like El DeBarge

Good time for many, or one of plenty

Send me to the store if your brain is on empty

Test me (You wimpy!), you cannot heed, y′all

Step too close and you just get (Ripped up!)

Ripped, it's over, your time is done

The M for Unity but vocab as one ′cause it's

[Chorus]

Time to get fat and collect our props

Too express, no loco stops

It′s time to get fat and collect our props (heh!)

Too express, no loco stops

It's time to get fat and collect our props

Too express, no loco stops (heh!)

It′s time to get fat and collect our props

Too express, no loco stops (heh!)

It's time to get fat and collect our props

[Outro]

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

A'ight, yo, yo, yo, yo

Let me, let me say

It′s truly grateful, right?

You know the group you want, right?

Right

Alright, cool

A′ight, yo, yo, yo

We gotta give shout-outs to KMD

What's up, Major?

Jahmal′s team

Dee, Link, Lee R. B

Bob, Bob, O'Henry

Yo, yo, T-Funk is in the house, T

King M.B. M.O., yo, the Flavor Unit

Takahhii, Inspectah Creeson

Yo, Squid, what′s up, son?

Yo, yo, D, Uni

Next, next, next

Yo, Willie Johnson in the house

Yo, yo, yo, to all the, everybody supportin' us, what′s up?

Yo, my big brother Speedy, yo

Yo, yo, yo, yo, to my fuckin' children

Yo, Rasmus, Rasmus, FDR, what's up?

Corbin, Thomas, yo, the Bush, the Bush, yo

The Bush is in the house

Peace to Rada Correction

Yo, to the brothers in the operator booth, what′s up?

Everybody, Mama Duke

Yo, yo, yo, MTV Raps in the house

Chief Warden, Brooklyn Detention Center

Yo, Big Naaah, dudes

Yo, to the brothers who got loot

Alright, we done, we done

Everybody, we are very grateful, grateful

Thank you, me hungry, me gone, bye

Yo, to the brothers who make dinners

Everybody, we out there on East and Parkway

All these steel bands

Yo, yo, yo, to all the, to all the, to all the, to all the

All the calypsonian

To all these steel band players

Yo, yo, yo, you can′t forget all the storm hounds that's in the house

′Cause a mad shout-out to the Captain Rocker

Who's been helpin′ me out and Chip Fu

Who's been lookin′ out like a Cub Scout

I gotta give a mad shout-out to myself

M-O-C on the prowl

Yo, you know what I'm sayin'?

Wait, wait, wait, like I′m messin′ up

Shout-out to Chip Fu, Daisy, and everybody