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Freestyle Chinese Rap lyricsby CKY
Who wants to taste my general tso?
You want a piece of my general tso Im-a give it to you now, Who like my chopstick hit you in the shit Wit my little as dick, yellow If you wanna see me, eat Jell-O I've never seen nothin' like you before, I can kick you, higher than you can kick me, I can kick you way up into a tree Who wants a taste of my oo-long tea? Ho-ha-ho-ha-ho chi chi, Everybody in the phone book named Chang, Wanna see my wang? And have a good go and hit the gong with a bang WAAAA? Everybody wanna see me throw a fireball, But that's not right Not in real life you'll fall, Down and break your leg, Everybody wanna see me break a leg, Well I don't, but I like fried rice, And I ain't got lice, Ching chow whoa ching wang woo wice, That ain't nice, For fortune cookie, I always touch it twice Delivery's free, but not from me, I always charge a dolla-fifty, fifty-five Wanna see me GO GA? Hit you with the lang, HII-YA! War when I hit you with the shit Do a split take a shit After you eat my shit Kung-Fu, Want my buffet? You fucking gay, Ah Wai-lo hit you with the hay, Stay the fuck away, Hit you in the balls, Only Americans eat duck sauce, And my soy sauce is for you, I can put it in your chew, Watch this, I can tiptoe while you take a piss In my bathroom spy on you While your little boy shits, Waiiiii-YA! I can kick you if you don't pay the bill, And if you want a little mint That's fifty-cent, BITCH Everything costs a little bit, So don't expect nothin' for free At least from me Ching Chang Chewie I got you from Taiwan city, And Hong Kong I can smoke a bong And I can do it all night long, So don't mistake me for a Viet Cong, I can get you, And tackle you take you never see me When I get you and make you Rope you up, and put you in a bamboo cage And make you feel all my rage Poke you with a little stick 'Til you page your buddies to come Napalm me, God damn that shit burned blew away My whole city, Ho-Chi-Mihn, Shoot a load on your chin God damn that's a sad goygo goodbye And if you wanna come on in You can work into my world where The yellow shit begins, HAI-YA Can't be tamed, I got shit to control your brain and it's called Egg-Foo-Young, and Lo-mein So come on in baby and have it just the same WAII-YA, HAAA No wok tow ung di day HA, I don't suppose, ha haha Huh? huhhhuhu huh? |
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