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letra de g.y.o.z.a - eric booker

[intro]
ayy yo, we here for that g-y-o-z-a
let me tell you about a contest i know in little tokyo
we here for that g-y-o-z-a
where there’re not only the best dumplings around but some of the best times in my life, uh
we here for that g-y-o-z-a
welcome to l.a., folks

[verse 1]
i look forward to the eighth month of the year
when i pack my bags and catch a flight to where?
(west coast) jfk to lax
six-hour, mint seat flight, man, no stress
touchdown, ready to bring it on, since day i was born
stomach growling, gyoza, you have been warned (uh)
i brought my mic, my fork and knife, and appetite
abc to tmz’s here, we’re on tv tonight
but enough of that, it’s time to get my focus back
it’s time to wear my game face, eat gyoza by the pack (uh)
the hour to devour for fortune
and fame’s pon us and it’s time to graze
when me and the gyozas meet, that’s when it’s time to eat
more than the last time, now is the time to shine
how do i do it? develop a rhythm
eat to a rhythm, gyoza’s what i’m feelin’
up in my stomach, devour by the hundreds
eyes on the title, so every bite’s vital
if i eat strong and chew long
the whole ten minutes, then i’m in it to win it (alright)
then after the winner gets the red robe
then it’s time to switch to after party mode
karaoke to kouraku, everything in between
more than a contest, it’s more like a dream
[chorus]
in the streets of la (little tokyo)
californ-i-a (oh!)
it’s 12 o clock on a sat-rday (what we here for?)
we here for that g-y-o-z-a (yeah!)
we here for that g-y-o-z-a
we do it for the money and the glory and the fame (okay!)
we doing it for nisei week all day
and when it’s time to eat the potstickers i say (they are)

[post-chorus]
so good (so good)
real good (real good)
taste good (taste good)
mmmm good (mmmm good)
so good (so good)
real good (real good)
taste good (taste good)
gyoza (gyoza)

[verse 2]
when me and the gyozas meet, that’s when it’s time to eat
more than the last time, now is the time to shine
how do i do it? i develop a rhythm (uh-huh)
i eat to the rhythm (okay), gyoza’s what i’m feelin’ (mmm)
up in my stomach, i devour by the hundreds (uh-huh)
eyes on the title so every bite’s vital
if i eat strong and chew long the whole ten minutes
then i’m in it to win it (alright!)
then after the winner gets the red robe (uh-huh)
then it’s time to switch to after-party mode (oh)
karaoke to kouraku, everything in between
more than a contest, it’s more like a dream
[chorus]
in the streets of la (little tokyo)
californ-i-a
it’s 12 o clock on a sat-rday (what we here for?)
we here for that g-y-o-z-a (oh!)
we here for that g-y-o-z-a
we do it for the money and the glory and the fame
we doing it for nisei week all day
and when it’s time to eat the potstickers i say (they are)

[post-chorus]
so good (so good)
real good (real good)
taste good (taste good)
mmmm good (mmmm good)
so good (so good)
real good (real good)
taste good (taste good)
gyoza (gyoza)

[instrumental outro]

- eric booker

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