It goes one two three when i'm kicking the funky lyricsI'm busting up vocabulary i want you all to hear itI'm busting up the rhythm 'cause i'm busting up the rhymeI'm kicking down the stop posts cause i wanna kicks the timeI'm digging down some knowledge cause you know i never hide itWhen i'm pulling down your panties 'cause i want to get inside itLike a boa a boa a boa constrictorGonna drop off your drawers shoot straight for your sphincterI could roll my rhymes but i would be fakingJimmy jimmy pop is not jamaicanJ i double m y pop goI run the show like don pardoWith a bugaloo bee on the beboo tipMy hit will make you trip cause i'm quadradippedI'll do the popeye pluto i'll freak the funkfazootoNot latino what i mean though fuzzy dice like menudoRubber baby buggy's bumpersPunky's brewsters now i hump herWith my itsy bitsy teeny weenie shrunken small white peenieSo rinse spit swallow brain blank kinda hollowNot to deep leap wow oh kinda shallowCause we're in your face like ed geinPurple rain purple rainMama say mama sa mama cu saMama say mama sa mama cu saNaughty by nature and white by choiceAnd the sound of my voice makes your panties moistCause i'm finger lickin' happy like a gay proctologistSo like a dyke with hollow tits i'll rip the mike with hollow tipsYeah he's in control like sherman potterAnd i got more balls then the harlem globetrottersJimmy pop jimmy pop rah rah rahMama say mama sa mama cu saNow i'm floating out your pipes like a village people sump pumpI always take a swallow cause you know i never get enoughSo batter up bruce banner if you think you're going to measure upYou can't be the top dog gotta be the scooby pupStep to the bass drum always gotta have funIf you add two halves you'll always get the total sumMy steps are correct and my mike is always checkedAnd when a punk is in effect you know he's gonna get wreckedI don't want to start no blasphemous rumorsBut i think that sinbad's got a lousy sense of humorLittle children unattended better get my poison candyDon't care about y'all as long as we feel dandyAnd i get the poon from judy blumeMr hooper's dead so why don't you give me his broomSo come on chickey baby let's go make some noiseWhat? no i'm not the guy from the beastie boysMama say mama sa mama cu saMama say mama sa mama cu sa