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Chinese Freestyle Lyrics

Chinese Freestyle by C.K.Y.  

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Chinese Freestyle Who wants to taste my General Tso?
You want a piece of my General Tso?
I’m gonna give it to you now

Who like my chopsticks
Hit you in the sh*t with my littlest dick
Yellow
If you wanna see me, eat jello
I’ve never seen nothing 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 Oolong Tea?
Ho ha ho ha hoo chi chi
Everybody in the phonebook's named Chang
Wanna see my wang?
Never could go and hit the gong with a bang
Waaaah
Everybody wanna see me throw a fireball
But that’s not right
Not in real life
You will fall
Down and break your leg
Everybody wanna see me break an egg
Well I don’t
But I like fried rice
And I ain't got lice
Ching chow woo ching wang woo wice
That ain’t nice
For a fortune cookie
I always charge you twice
Delivery’s free
But not from me
I always charge a dollar fifty
55 Wanna see me go down?
Hit you with the line
Howwwwyyyyaaah
War when I hit you with the sh*t
Do a split, take a sh*t, after you eat my sh*t
Kungfu, Want my buffet?
You f**king gay
Ah, Wai-Lo hit you with the hay
Stay the f**k away, hit you in the balls
Only Americans eat duck sauce
And my soy sauce is for you
I can put it in your shoe
Watch this, I can tiptoe while you take a p**s
In my bathroom, spy on you while your little boy sh*ts
Hooowyaaaah
I can kick you if you don’t pay the bill
And if you want a little mint that’s fifty cents b**ch
everything costs a little bit
So don’t expect nothin for free
At least from me
Ching chang choo wee
I got you from Taiwan City
And Hong Kong
I can smoke a bong
And I can do it all night long
And don’t mistake me for a Viet Cong
I can get you and tackle you, and take you out
Never see me when I get you and bake you
Rope you up
And put you in a bamboo cage
And make you feel all my rage
Poke you with a little stick till you
Page your buddies to come Napalm me
God damn that sh*t burn blew away my whole city
Ho-Chi-Minh, shoot a load on your chin
God damn that’s a sin goy-go goodbye
And if you want to come on in
You can work into my world
Where the yellow sh*t begin
Hoooyyyaaaah
Can’t be tamed
I got sh*t to control your brain and it's called
Egg fu yung, and lo mein
So come on in baby and have it just the same
Hooooyyyyaaahhh Haaaa

No wok ung tow dayday

Heh I dont suppose! Hahaha huh? huh....?



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