笨小笨Hot Fudge歌词由Johnny & The Hurricanes演唱，出自专辑《Oldies Selection: Best of Collection (2019 Remastered)， Vol. 1》，下面是《Hot Fudge》完整版歌词！
Hot Fudge歌词完整版
Hot Fudge -Johnny &The Hurricanes
Yo, I rearrange your wholesome change
Complicate your vision and make the world look strange
Try to remain calm but yet you still feel perspiration
Drip from the top of your lip, losing concentration
Don't you try to front like we got some type affiliation
Bought yourself a piece you sh*t to try and avoid the confrontation
Fear me, it's in your bloodstream, feel the circulation
Permanently trifle and affecting life like ammonisation
Oh sh*t, I've got you feeling nervous on purpose
(Ha)
I love bring that sh*t right at you, door to door service
Instantaneous, you will still get your sh*t bust
(Bust)
Only spontaneous, all that sh*t talk is miscellaneous
You be rolling shady we gon' establish all the shadiest
Yet all of my black peoples be the most craziest
Numerals of funerals every day
When I take a closer look of all my niggas around my way
(Ha)
Ha, yeah, I love to dig from deep within, making your head spin
Hot fudge coming on in, good lord
Hot fudge coming on in, good lord
Hot fudge coming on in, good lord
Hot fudge
Da, da, do, dee, da, do, da, de, do, da, da, oh, oh, oh
Do, da, do, dee, da, do, da, de, do, da, da, ow, ow, ow
Aeiyo, you look like my man, y'all look similar
Alibis that niggas trying use like we familiar
F**k that, you really need to check your criteria
Violating the world, annihilate your whole area
Been in this too long to allow niggas to try to take mine
23 years deep and I still exist as Busta Rhymes
Aeiyo, I'm in this to win this, gets down to handle my business
While I be Busta Rhymes, you still be whoever your name is
In my past life the world felt my mega blast
Now in my present life I'ma still bust your f**king a**
Yo, it's been predicted ever since I was a child
Getting addicted to candy bars, I was still wicked
Drop jewels on many fools while my niggas pack tools
In '89 when we signed this 'Leaders of the New School'
Four, lyrical Schwarzenegger's rolling like commanders
Wrecking sh*t, hit after hit, while we set the standards
Back then came leaders of the 'New, it was like a dream come true
You could scream on the mic and do what you gotta do
In the meantime I show improved and stick my lagoon theory
Scream at the top of my lungs until you f**kers hear me
Yo, I love to dig from deep within, making your head spin
Hot fudge coming on in, good lord
Hot fudge coming on in, good lord
Hot fudge coming on in, good lord
Hot fudge
Da, da, do, dee, da, do, da, de, do, da, da, oh, oh, oh
Do, da, do, dee, da, do, da, de do, da, da, ow, ow, ow
Da, da, do, dee, da, do, da, oh, oh, oh
Do, da, do, dee, da, do, da, ow, ow, ow
Numerals of funerals everyday
Numerals of funerals everyday
Numerals of funerals everyday
Numerals of funerals everyday
Numerals of funerals everyday
Numerals of funerals everyday
Numerals of funerals everyday
Numerals of funerals everyday
Numerals of funerals everyday
Numerals of funerals everyday
Numerals of funerals everyday
Numerals of funerals everyday
