DDP Yoga Lyrics

Jheri Curl full of Soul Glow

Shoving my soul pole in baby with the booty like a Volvo

Battled myself

Hair vs. Hair now I'm smooth like a shelf

Mack truck fulla boxes

Full of full-figured foxes

The Ten-out-of-Ten type

Top-heavy work-of-art curvy like a half-pipe

I'm gooey at the grotto

Johnson Beach, drinking a beer bottle

With a model

Shoulders broader than Novato

I make a broad shake it like Boggle

The way she waddle, steaming up my clout goggles

Word to National Video

I'm on 14th and Radio, south of the Presidio

North of Colma

Numbing out my nugget like a bolt of Soma

A staple of the bay

Like KNBR plus I'm hanging out with Marijuana K

Olgaluba chillin'

I can't help but laugh cuz she trying to fight the feeling

Corpulent Keelee booked the tour

Eri Alpha with the old school Akai, cuz I'm greedy with the Korg

Helga had the hookup

Chillin' with a rack of nerdy broads that be quick to pick a book up

Quick to pick a book up

Quick to pick a book up

Phonetic flares on my highway

Banging a big Hmong broad in the middle of my driveway

Middle of the day

Peep the riddle I display like Kittle when I play

DDP Yoga

The Pescadero Beach Yoda

DDP Yoga

Pescadero Beach Yoda

Catch me out in Oregon

Hanging with a 5th year senior lookin like Christina Corrigan

Ain't nobody greater

I'm on 9th and Irving eating alligator

DDP Yoga

The Pescadero Beach Yoda

DDP Yoga

Pescadero Beach

Pescadero Beach

Yo, yo

Break your vocal box and make you get a cast

Left your whole damn city smashed

Lyrically I'm Twelve-foot-Seven

One healthy slice of rap heaven

Get your cap caved in kiddo

A ghost like Patrick, Ditto

Cheshire grin

You get beat to death like Eddie Gwen

I'm pimping drag queen cock at Divas

When old heads hate I block the geezer

I'm Tiger Chung Lee

Too Cold Scorpio hung to my knee

I bat lead off and clean up in the same line-up

Five different me's when the witness picking out the line-up

You don't want to sign up

What you need to do is try to soak my mind up

Too big to battle you

I'm in the cut like UC Santa Cruz

Word to my Alesis

Beer and broken glass, my Stone Cold Steve thesis

Winter is colder

Scott Michael, perennial title holder

Colgate be the toothpaste

Got your wife asking me to pack her flesh suitcase

You gotta let it happen

Trying to intervein be the means of the gat clapping

They will never find the body

Mister Body, Mister Body

I got stroke like Tim Curry

Can't bump rappers that been girly

I pulled up in a blender

Rocking a menthol cigarette Kool sweater

Hasbro and Kenner

Trying to make money off my likeness, I'm a winner

Ate your children for dinner