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holy moly - chuck duze lyrics

[intro: chuck duze] you do the hokey pokey and you burn yourself some loud

[verse 1: chuck duze]
yeah i do the hokey pokey while i’m smokin’ dodi
leave you suckas so below me
want some beef? i throw balogna
pass it to my brodie yoshi
he got hops as cold as kobe
swear you rappers mostly phony
i ball like a roly*poly
holy moley

skip to my lou, i got the gin and the juice
i flip a grip of that glue to get to a different view
skip to my lou, i got the gin and the juice
i flip a grip of that glue to get to a different view
(let’s get it)

anybody want it boy i got it by the hunnids
i ain’t talkin’ ’bout a mil(/meal) but i could put it in her stomach
it’s not a holiday but i be dishin’ out the stuffin’
i’mma need a bigger rubber for the way that i be comin’

and if you wanna get it then come and gimme a visit
i’mma do it independent mr. bennet with the vision
i got one foot in the grave and i’m hopin’ somebody dig it
if you tell me what it is then i could show you what it isn’t

i’m goin f*ckin’ super saiyen
you ain’t bout to do a thang and
if i see a booty hangin
i’mma have to boomerang it
this a flow i’m used to flamin’
got the head of buddha bangin’
sippin holy water and i’m feelin’ so rejuvenated

run it back, i might just have to keep it a hunnid stacks
i ain’t sayin sh*t but i could spit it mother f*ckin’ fast
sittin back, puffin’ gas, livin’ where the love is at
pick it up, chuck it back, turn around, done with that

[hook: king souul]
i count the sayings like it’s money
some might say i stay away
what i’m doing i’m just proving that my mind is on the fray
or the fritz
what i’m saying, give no sh*ts
i’m just playing
contradiction i’ve been praying
not a saint or super sayian

[verse 2: king souul]
they’ve been playing on my life
and i’m not playing on my life
i brought the words they’re like scythe
recite the rhymes i got a price
off the top of the head
missing
quarter back like the vision
lamar jackson with the mission
spin moves keep ’em wishing

too wishy washy
i got cheese like my kolaches
that’s a stretch but no pilates
empty hands like it’s karate
chop it up like it’s a hobby
i’ll leave you waiting like a lobby
my style too hard to copy
part master that’s way too c*cky

still student that’s grown congruent
the system really can ruin
so i run up the words like it’s over time
open the mind and talk from the soul
green lit like a bowl
i’m burning em slow
paid all my dues now i’m stuck in a daze
calling up duze to run up the plays
two birds of a feather not trapped in the cage
mind over matter and minimum wage
stuck on a sentence no turning the page
this a possession they’re burning the sage
a beat demon i approach ’em with rage

[outro: chuck duze] do the hokey pokey and you burn yourself some loud (cough)

- chuck duze lyrics

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