What's Up Doc (Can We Rock ) - FU-Schnickens Can we rock What's up doc Can we rock What's up doc Can we rock What's up doc Can we rock What's up doc Cha cha cha cha cha What's up pa yo who poop Your ma dukes or pa dukes There's two scoops a raising in the sun Brothers try to rally up Then dilly dally for some room Bird peckin' doulbe deckin' Rubber neckin' in my tomb Check it out yo I smile like Groucho Marx I make a joke hokey pokey And slide by like egg yolk Play me like a punk like Penguin and the Joker Snoopin' in my biz like Tom and Roxie Roker So bust the freaky freaky freaky ways The brothers with the Asian guise making G's And now we're sellin' records overseas Holy smokes oops Your whole plan goofed up Now you get kicks 'nough licks Plus cuffed up 'Cause you can catch a quick drop For tryin' to take the Schnicks' props So tick tock around the clock And shock while we lick shots For goodness sakes the stakes are high I'm out ABC-ya bye Can we rock What's up doc Can we rock What's up doc Can we rock What's up doc Can we rock What's up doc I thought I saw a putty cat I did I did the humpty dumpty bashful Grumpy quaker nabisco crisco kid 'Cause my style's figaro figaro figaro figaro Like Pinochio's Big Digital Underground humpty Dumpty camel hump nose So play dosey doe Sufferin' sucotash my mistletoe is gone Snow White is after my seven dwarves My styles and after me Lucky Charms So leapin' leprechauns Be glad I'm pushin' my pedal to the metal I'm rugged and rough for Cocoa Puffs And yes I love my Fruity Pebbles So howdy my partner I starts to get meaner So ask Bob for hope nope Not Mr Bob Dobailina Oh were has my mic gone Tell me have you seen her I stretch like a condom And gets plump like a weiner Or a sasuage but of course it's Time for Chip to wreck it But before my intro I gots to check it So who is the nicest in your neighborhood Lyrics are merry merry quite contrary And Captain Crunch berry good So rah rah sis boom bah Chip Fu is coming again Give thanks and praises to jah My lyrics are smooth like The head on Terry Savalas My tongue starts to quicken Like Speedy Gonzales Take up your pen your pad Your lyrical bag and run go whole a fresh Touche pussy cat put down That mic 'cause you can't rap 'Cause I'm dip-dip-divin' So socializin' Clean out your ears yes And open up your eyes and I kick like Bruce Lee And Jean Claude Van Damme So dunna nana nana nana nana nana Batman I hip-hop hop-hop Don't-don't stop-stop I'm harder than a Flinstone And much bigger than a Chub Rock Our types of lyrical styles Yes the Schnickens can pick 'em I burp stick 'em ha ha ha stick 'em Can we rock What's up doc Can we rock What's up doc Can we rock What's up doc Can we rock What's up doc Rippin' the program slow man hot damn I grand slam swingin' things again and again Golly ha-chooey macho like Roscoe Randy Savage manwitch Swingin' the ding-a-ling with damage Pauish not antoinish nor monetego Spanish like que for the nine two lingo Next a new hex Commentators stand aside Stringin' emcees like a bikini or panty line Nut you might bust But you can't even come right Spite the strokin' or hopin' Or pullin' a peace pipe Huff and puff so What the f**k is happening On the lyrical miracle spirutal But everybody's rockin' Flip a new hit catch wreck to the nine ship Equipped never slip with tongue twister All my styles that's buckwild No fake rap I push pounds I flip mad scripts and hips I hit So bring the goya oh boy-ah As I say hasta manana Soft and chewy Honky Kong fooey Reggae not rasta tough stuff Can I rock What's up doc Can we rock What's up doc Can we rock What's up doc Can we rock What's up doc I'm the hooper the hyper 404

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