Zoo Inna Brooklyn Lyrics

Huh

Whose calling me so early

Hey, who's this

It's me, Bazooka Banton

Take a look outside your bloodclot window

Walked out the door

Lit up a roach

Started my day pon on a high note

(Day pon on a high note)

That's when me saw

Seven hyenas and an African rhino

(African rhino)

Me said, what the Bumbo clad

What's that shit doin' pon Flatbush Ave

That's when the pelicans said

At the zoo last night

We pulled an Alcatraz

Hey yo

Hey yo

Hey yo

Me float like a caribou

Sting like a parakeet

Yes, baby girl, it's true

I gotta thang for your feet

Your little bubble toes

While your waistline show

Come and give me cuddles now

While the bass line flow

And you're in trouble now

Because your mace gwine low

And my animal instincts

Kickin' in like eight coyotes

Or a hundred elephant

My baby, it's true

I'm gonna hunt you by your scent

Like Pepe Le Pew

And then me do it

Bang-ily, Bang-ily

Like rabbits they do

And then me strut like a peacock

When me slay that hoo hoo

It was a beautiful day in Brooklyn

The cheetahs and the zebras

They were lookin'

The telephones were ringin'

Off the hookin'

The pheromones were swingin' and a cookin'

Nice Lalone, Yeah

Went to the park

That's where me saw

The king of the lions

(King of the lions)

He said, whagwan, how do you do

Me name is Orion

(An Irish lion)

He said, let me make one thing clear

(A fiddly dee)

There's gonna be a lot of changes round here

Otherwise, yo, civilization's gonna end up like the Mayans

Oh, no

We're gonna shout, jump, break, pop, shake, and weave

And then we mount, hump, mate, copulate, and breed

I need a legal magistrate

To delegate my seed

To inundate every state

With my immaculate breed

Call me Mr. Donkey

Cause I got Eeyore's bone

You know that porcupines use pee for cologne

Let's get it on gal

Just like the Porgie and Bess

You know that snake species like orgy sex

That's the truth

No if's

So me no make no sarcasm

Do you know that some fish like to fake orgasm

Move your bottom, gal

That's called shaking ya rump

The hippopotamus impress a gal by taking a dump

That's the truth

You can google that on Wikipedia

Do you know that some poodles smoke Sinsemilla

That's not true

But if I was God it would be

Let's take it back

Like the original garden party

It was a beautiful day in Brooklyn

The cheetahs and the zebras

They were looking

The telephones were ringing

Off the hook-ing

The pheromones were swinging

And a-cooking