Beastie Boys - B-Boy Bouillabaisse: Lay It on Me
Uh, funky baby
Lay it on me now
Not so hard, man
Yo
I've got Chinese eyes and Chinese suits
Smokin' much Buddha and smokin' much boots (lay it on me now)
More updated on the hip-hop lingo (not so hard, man)
My favorite New York Knick was Harthorne Wingo
Met a girl at a party and I gave her my card
Man, you know that it said Napoleon Bonaparte (lay it on me now)
Peepin' out the colors, I be buggin' on Cezanne
They call me Mike D, Joe Blow, the Lover Man
Well, your face turns red as your glass of wine
That you spilled on my lyrics as you wasted my time (lay it on me now)
Girl, you should be with me you should drop that bum
'Cause I got more flavor than Fruit Stripe Gum
With that big round butt of yours
I'd like to butter your muffin, I'm not bluffin'
Serve you on a platter like Thanksgiving stuffing
(And what it)
Stuffing, stuffing
Stuff it, buddy
Written by:
Adam Horovitz, Adam Nathaniel Yauch, John Robert King, Matt Dike, Michael Louis Diamond, Michael S. Simpson
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Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group
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