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The Shaggy Show LyricsArtist: ICP (Insane Clown Posse)
Album: Amazing Jeckel Brothers
From southwest Detroit deep within Zug Islands
Industrial waste deopository,
It's SHAGGY Time!!!
Hey, how ya doin down there
It's nice to see ya, alright!
Waddup ya'll? Welcome to the show
I'm Shaggy like you don't fuckin know
This is my sidekick, Fat Pat
He goes, hahahaha, and all of that (thats right)
Anyway on my way here I almost died
This bitch in front of me was like 105
They worry about drunks and late night truckers
Old ass bitches tryin to kill motha fuckas
This lady's got her left blinker on for an hour or more Then she makes a right into my side door
This comedy shit's gettin old
The game is to be sold, not to be told
You can feel the excitment right?
Snoop Dogg is with us tonight
Hahaha thats what I'm sayin
On the Shaggy Show, shit we ain't playin
And that ain't it, also on the show
Anotha motha fucka that well, most of ya know
You see 'em with me a lot, he's like a brother
VIOLENT J'S IN THIS MOTHA FUCKA
I like that kid Violent J
Hey Mike "Whats up?" how ya doin today?
"Just great Shaggs" well thats great
Now lets give a hand, to Mike E. Clark
And that gangsta funk band!
We'll be right back with Violent J!
Do your homies have money? Are you broke?
Do bitches look at you like some kind of joke?
Theres nothin you can do except get your PHD
Playa Hata's Degree?
Awww hell yeah
Player Haters Academy located on Welfarm
In Detroit offers the finest in Playerhation tactics
Yeah thats right
Such as the bitch hater
Hey man fuck that fine ass bitch!
Or the look shooker
Yo bitch I may be ugly but at least I ain't got no money!
Or the never ending shooting star
Just cuz he got a car he wanna be drivin that bitch!
Get your PHD and join a nation of playerhation
Ok, my first guest, he's nutty as hell
He just served a half a year in the county jail
Now he's back, for now at least
Hey Violent J's in this bitch ass piece
Waddup yall? Whats happenin
Been 6 months and my dick ain't haven it
If I don't hurry up and get me some ass
I might bust this nut on your tv glass
Anyway I'm workin on my brand new shit
A brand new group with my homies Twiztid
It's called Dark Lotus, should I play some for ya'll?
Now I been hearin a little about this and that
About you havin some kinda panic attack
Tell us, um is it true?
And when you have one, what tha fuck do you do?
Well I'll be sittin there enjoyin a coffee
And then all of a sudden I'm like, GET OFF ME!
Then I start chokin out pedestrians
Until they give me my shot of calafalestrien
But thats all over now and thats that
I'm a perfectly normal necropheliac
Just don't test me, or pull strings forget it
I might grab your neck and do bad things with it
Well on that note, thank you J, for real
Well just pop you one of them selopian pills
Take your ass back stage and relax
Snoop Dogg is commin up next!!!
Stay right here we'll be right back
I like my chili hot, as a matter of fact
I like my chilli so god damn hot,
That you can cook a hogs ass in a spoonfull
When a workin man such as myself wants a little hot fixin
I reach for that bottle of mammas god damn hot chili
Smooth tender chunks with chili beans
Filled with mamma's hot bastard bacon bits
And drizled with just the right amount of thick savery sauce
Drippin with noodle nuggets and Texas tough onions
Mmmm mmmmm thats hot, god damn hot!
Ask for it by name
Thanx fellas, alright yo were back
My next guest pioneered the sound of rap
He's come a long way from the LBC
Please welcome Snoop D O double G
Look up in the sky it's a bird it's a plane
It's the big dogg yo fuckin wit the insane
Clowns, get down nigga I represent the town
Hey yo Violent J lets go half on this pound
I stay gangsta lay fine, I drop the bomb
They call me Snoop Dogg and I can raise your arm
So any dick that seem to disagree with me
Step up and watch your motha fuckin ass meet defeat
Snoop, what?, you got platnium on your wall
Where all the fools starin scratch there balls
They wanna be like you, they wanna try ta steal your flows
Yo, why is that so?
It's like everywere I look, and everywere I go
Some bitch ass nigga tryin to steal my flow
But I don't pay 'em no attention, oh should I mention
I'm all about the money and riddin in cars with suspension
Bounce makin on the corners smokin dope
Smokin that weed hangin out with my lopes and folks
Don't give a fuck about nothin at all
Thats why I'm known to the world
As big motha fuckin Snoop Dogg, nigga
Snoop Dogg everybody
Now we gotta bring a close to the party
Thanx Violent J, my lope
And thank you Snoop for that bag of smoke
Join us next time for the show
We'll have that one bitch from Letters To Cleo
Thats it for now, I'm out this bitch
Hey yo gangsta funk, show 'em how ya got rich!
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