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letra de cowabunga - white noyes

[intro]

yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
mic check 1, 2
mic check 1, 2
yeah
yeah
yeah
mic check 1, 2
mic check 1,2
wickety white noyes ’bout to come through
pink packet, too, watchu gon’ do
mic check 1, 2, 1, 2
your wish is ‘bout to come true
b-tch, what you gon do?

[verse 1: pink packet]

i take two steps forward, always one step back
i’m looking over my shoulder and i’m so quick to react
dropping that napalm death, screaming up on the stage
i’m like that lab test rat, backing out of his cage
take over the world, talking pinky and brain
she saw my winky, sh-t was kinky and she started to drain
now i’m free balling, paddy and rage
pull a classic tom morello hit the whammy and wait
talking guеrilla warfare, knives gun you, i run
wading through the watеr of the beating down sun, sound fun, yeah
i didn’t think that you wanna
leave you sweating like chris christie beating off in the sauna
how you gonna act like ya, better than we
i got this sh-t on lock and you failed to compete
here goes axel rose, belting out at shows
hey, thanks for coming
(yup, that’s what i said to them hoes!)
[hook]

you can ease my hunger
i’m a bring it from the fall to the summer
like ay caramba
if you really wanna
think that we can brawl in the jungle
i’ma wild out…cowabunga

i’m a bring it from the fall to the summer
like ay caramba
if you really wanna
think that we can brawl in the jungle
i’ma wild out…cowabunga

[verse 2: white noyes]

nah bro, your sh-t’s weak
and anything you might’ve heard about me
is floating down sh-t’s creek, you pipsqueak
grab a bag and dig deep, then pull out my sig piece
and you’ll get blown into smithereens, you’re dead meat
you’ll get shot down like big birds with big beaks
you threw fists and missed me, i swung back and hit t–th
then i’ll merc you like my f-cking purple mystique
and have your whole crew wiped out by next week
i don’t misspeak, i wild out like swizz beatz
and pink packet has my back so don’t you diss me
no peace signs, no sixties, no mine fields, no mysteries
it’s best you back off me, dawg, gimme six feet
do not let my kids see, i’m such a sick freak
battle’s about to go down is history, you kidding me?
peel my mask back, yell, it’s just me, it’s just me!
my mouthwash is cold blood, for night caps l drink bleach
[hook]

you can ease my hunger
i’m a bring it from the fall to the summer
like ay caramba
if you really wanna
think that we can brawl in the jungle
i’ma wild out…cowabunga

i’m a bring it from the fall to the summer
like ay caramba
if you really wanna
think that we can brawl in the jungle
i’ma wild out…cowabunga

[outro]
yeah
yeah
i’ma wild out…cowabunga
yeah
i’ma wild out, ha ha, cowabunga
yeah
white noyes
pink packet
yeah

- white noyes

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