Giggles

Lyrics

Aiyyo somethin' funny somethin' got you caught up in digs
 It's me why you wanna pimp with today
 Two made from the boy yeah
 Now helpless he's tryin' 'cause he full of giggles
 You gonna need more than an iron
 To stretch out ya wrinkles
 You startin' so ordinary and me map me out for sprinkler
 You got the fever for the flavor for the giggles
 Who got the giggles is the jam of December, hey
 I remember we release specifically
 Back in grammar school days it's me the E's M T
 Totally and directly wonder more than too fresh and
 nuttin' really else today
 It was my accent and where I came from that ya really hate
 The 'N' wear Levi's, Pumas, struggle Adidas
 Some say I'm with the losers 'cause I didn't have the ladies
 No R E F P's, the T as we can't get no punanny definitely
 hittin' them daily
 No I roll with the squad that's so hard and makes
 You wanna catch an erection, relax man
 I don't allow you to put out actin' on if the one's direction
 So it's Pete prop yo what's up man, hah
 So if ya were thankful then I see 'cause the paper
 Gettin' murderin' like the a lovin' now the news Rodney King is
 Now with the double list comin' through your speakers
 Remember durin' steebers why don't you get your speakers teetered
 Who got the giggles?
 You got the giggles, they got the giggles
 Everybody got the giggles
 Who got the giggles?
 You got the giggles, they got the giggles
 Everybody got the giggles
 Now ya wanna be down you come around
 Touch gun of the town you gotta dig my sound
 It seems like everybody's jumpin' on the bandwagon
 Her money grabbin' a chick is a suburban dragon
 I wasn't all of that rappin' but this is now
 What's the matter? Ya milkin' like a freakin' cow
 Cat guns yo' Tennessee, here kitty, kitty, kitty
 Here pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy cat
 You start to smell like one all you really are was the head
 I wanna give a shout out to those who try and curse
 My fave for balackin' gat you were funny though shall, shall,
 Leave the play down these are the things we can do without, huh
 So what's this all about man?
 Just when I thought I was chillin' with my Lee's
 And my fellas seeds and my pro kicks
 My style was so deaf 'Thuggin' won't even make it fresh' he said
 So now I need my tracks that 'Bite neck' Fred
 It's that ya mess with it's just stitches that I thread
 Loadin' the clip for go twenty four carat lead
 Her double days puttin' 'G' at her head rapow, you're dead
 Who got the giggles?
 You got the giggles, they got the giggles
 Everybody got the giggles
 Who got the giggles?
 You got the giggles, they got the giggles
 Everybody got the giggles
 Who got the giggles?
 You got the giggles, they got the giggles
 Everybody got the giggles
 Who got the giggles?
 You got the giggles, they got the giggles
 Everybody got the giggles
 You ever havin' the giggles to the huh
 The hiccups the kinda hiccups
 That makes ya wanna come up
 In your face and throw up you're totally smuck
 You feelin' dirty and quitter you neither or either a home or hitter
 Much more like Peter but couldn't beat her pick
 Caught in the middle with the rhythm, you're feelin'
 Wish she trippin', you'll be livin' with the aha, the giggles
 Who got the giggles?
 You got the giggles, they got the giggles
 Everybody got the giggles
 Who got the giggles?
 You got the giggles, they got the giggles
 Everybody got the giggles
 Who got the giggles man? Who got the giggles man?
 Who got the giggles man? Everybody got the giggles
 ...
 

Audio Features

Song Details

Duration
04:21
Key
1
Tempo
98 BPM

Share

More Songs by Fugees

Albums by Fugees

Similar Songs