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PAROKYA NI EDGAR lyrics

Family Dinner

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You and we're family Whenever we're together we are happy We sing sang songs like ABC We kan tu ten like 123 Be good be good Sometimes we're bad Do you wanna be good yes yes yo! Do you wanna be bad? no no nino! Hey mama hey papi hey brothers hey sister Tell me what you want what you want for dinner What do you want for dinner meat! What do you want to eat pansit! What do you want for dinner meat! And it goes a lilsumthinlyk fried chicken! Friedchicken fried chicken masarap ang fried chicken Paborito koy pakpak and it goes a lilsumthinlyk fired Chicken! Fried chicken yes yes yo! Mamon mamonininoni sa rap ng mamom! Fettuccini yes yes yo! Lechon c'mon c'mon Papi would you like some sausage? Nothing could be better Papi would you like some sausage? Than a family get together

Mi Amor

ANGIE MARTINEZ "Up Close & Personal"
(feat. Jay-Z) [Chorus: Jay-Z (Angie Martinez)] How you say my love in spanish (Mi amor) (How you say my love in thug) Can I hit it raw In the backseat of my jeep, or maybe on the floor (Easy papi) Nah mami, teach me more (Tr'teme especial means treat me special) I ain't got no time for that now, dame un beso (Wanna keep a good girl like I told you before) (Easy papi) Yeah, teach me more [Jay-Z] I like fast cars, I love faster chicks You don't need a small waist, I take ass and tits Love chicks that deep throat, love bein left alone on a Sunday afternoon with the remote Love havin my cake plus eatin it too Shit, I got cake what the fuck I'm 'posed to do Like chicks to dress, but I love a good shoe Sophisticated mama with love for the hood too Love sexin girls on that boricua shit Love black girls that's when the Levi's fit Chicks that play hard to get on that Aaliyah shit If at first I don't succeed, then believe I split Can you blame me Young buck, dirty-ass pops trained me Moms allowed it, daddy was about it (Bout it) Game got inherited Mama said if you find love you better cherish it Teach me! [Chorus] [Angie Martinez] I like to slow dance, I like to romance I like to.. stroll through the park holdin hands Ask me how my day was, tell me 'Ma lookin pretty' On Sundays in the cut watchin 'Sex and the City' Havin long talks and good lovin in the mornin Walk them dogs when my body is callin Flesh air force cuts a wound with a line No stress of course, cause I don't have the time Like to wine and dine but please hold your liquor, cuz I'm rollin with ya and I hate a silly nigga Like 'em rough and rugged, love it when you tug it You buggin out of line on that thug shit is nothin Dealt with cats before that I had to train Dealt with cats that's poor and a cat with fame One who played basketball and I had more game So por favor, papi stay in your lane [Chorus]

Eat Your Greens

Cole Lloyd
Don't hesitate, there is no time like now For you to break the habits of a lifetime Babe, get on your pony and ride Make no mistake, we're gonna cry at your funeral T-bone steak, french fries for heaven's sake, Your belly's bigger than your eyes All you could eat for a dollar and a dream And the drinks are on the house at the funeral parlor If you don't know what's good for you boy Eat your fried greens and pray Nobody loves you more than we do Sha la la la la la hey (wake up, time to fly) Sugar kiss, sugar kicks like a mule Ain't that the truth, and you're a strawberry fool Look at your hips, look at the cream in your coffee You could whip it, or we could cry at your funeral If you don't know what's good for you boy Eat your fried greens and pray Nobody loves you more than we do Sha la la la la la hey Well if you don't know what's good for you boy Eat your fried greens and pray Nobody loves you more than we do Sha la la la la la hey hey hey Well if you don't know what's good for you boy Eat your fried greens and pray Nobody loves you more than we do Sha la la la la la hey If you don't know what's good for you boy Eat your fried greens and pray Nobody loves you more than we do Sha la la la la la hey If you don't know If you don't know What's good If you don't know

When A Man Loves A Chicken

Bob Rivers "Vol. 2-Best Of Twisted Tunes"
When a man loves a chicken He can't keep his mind on nothin' else, He stay in the barn for the good thing he's found. If he is henpecked he can't see it; she can't do no wrong. Road Island Red is his best friend, he can't put her down. When a man wants a chicken, spends his very last dime Buying her fresh corn down at the grain and feed. He'll build a nest for her comfort, and sleep out in the coop If she said that's the way it's got to be. Well, this man loves his chicken, She lays him all the eggs she has. Tell the farmer there's nothin' going on. Believe me, she's cluckin' just 'cause she's mine. When a man loves a chicken, people think that it is wrong. He shouldn't stick his beak in where it don't belong. Yes, when a man loves a chicken I know exactly how he feels. Hey baby, baby, baby I'm your cock-a-doodle-doo. When a man loves a chicken I know exactly how he feels. He'll shack up in the hen house with the good thing he's found. When a man loves a chicken People think that he's insane. But all he can do is wing it for the one he loves. Yes, this man loves a chicken. Oh, I know it can't do me no harm.

The Excited Southerner Orders A Meal

ADAM SANDLER "What The Hell Happened To Me?"
Performed by Adam Sandler and Jon Contributed by Chris Durkin Adam: And the now the excited southerner orders a meal at his favorite diner. Waiter: Hi, what can I get you today? Excited Southerner: Hi, how are you...I was...if you could, tell me, if you...eh, the chef salad, if it, does it come, if you come... a la carte, if you see the...I saw the breakfast menu and the, and they got the, and the different entrees with the dspe-dspe-dspe-dspecials today, and the the and...I'm watching my weight...diabetic, with the low sodium...if you could broil...i-i-i-instead of fried, I ya, just, hash browns...I wanted to mix the ketchup with the may-mayonaise, make my own sauce, if that's, could bring out a separate plate for that with the chicken, your chicken fried steak...the blue plate special, does that come with the soup of the day, or- Waiter: I'll come back when you're ready. Excited Southerner: Hoooo...

Tetra

AESOP ROCK "Skelethon"
Don't fool with his cool I turn a staff to a snake and back, evade crack Shake a 5150 in shades and a fake stache Dirtbike made of 5 worse bikes, uphill Tabletop frames on dutch tilt, crush kill MakerBot coin-op arcade punk Talkin' arcane science, dark age pulp Four eyes card face, bark Aes iron on [?] Pork rinds orange age, Jarred brains die alone No Mulligans, crow bars bird cage Cold, colonize Mars on Earth day And surface from the cellar door like worms into the petrichor Messenger, better get a vessel for a Tetris score Zilch, cowabunga homies call me "press ignore" Devastating energy exploding off his Tesla coil Farm baited breath and tempermental tremors That taught a man to wave with 10 percent of his fingers And I never lost tic tac toe to a live chicken For the footage, I'm off cam dynamite fishin' For diamondback rattles in his holy grail Evoke colony collapse via gross betrayal 3 wolf moon shirt, two shoes one sock Wore the same hoodie everyday like Mumm-Ra Buh-dum-bum, follow the regenerated rebel flesh [?] Out of sorts, out of water, suicidal tetra fish Who stood by the conviction in his we should be together less forevermore Before we are the severed heads of civil war And basing [?] radio ricochet off the silver foil Trash can fire looking for a kill to grill or spoil Quickly, purveyors of fine hijinks I know, this is why we can't have nice things I prefer to skip the pleasantries Flip the diner table, dip in time for final jeopardy No shit Oh and don't fool with his cool Ma, can we get a pool? ... Is that a no? Okay, magpies, Hoarders, and allied forces Who lick zig-zags being dragged by horses Transcribe stories in patterns of pins dropping Skinned boars and exaggerated limb-lopping Slow Mozart, no I've never heard a knocking Might've burst in on it, splits or skin popping [?] Opt out, sober on the eve of no saints day Locate and aim for the token propane tank Bang! Followed from a pulling of hair To a homecoming sullied by a skull on a spear It spun a human resources issue to public affair Reciprocity is a pestilent compulsion to bear And ultimately unfulfilling, concurrently that rigid upper lipping grudge or crippling [?] The wonder twins are bitching Armchair hater, I wouldn't piss on your coffin But when I see your picture I draw dicks on it The ozone breakaway tux Holds chicken wire ribs and paper mache guts Pipe cleaner mustache, fork hands, google eyes Macaroni gas face, no plan to humanize You are now rockin' with the worst Nothing up his sleeve, nothing here is what it seems Paranormal weather, mysteriously disappearing bees Not to mention the collateral delirium it breeds Jeez, forgive him and he dicey past He from a tiny town called Deaths Icy Grasp And he don't get out much but when he do it's beetlemania Do not be asleep at the feet of his feelers radius Too charitable, offerin' the average joe some real estate Between the big mouth billy bass and jackalope Cozy in a moment of bliss Snatch the food off your plate, snatch a goat off a bridge No shit

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