The Avalanches — Frankie Sinatra (Feat. Danny Brown & MF Doom)
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Frankie Sinatra (Feat. Danny Brown & MF Doom) The Avalanches03:43
Текст песни: Frankie Sinatra (Feat. Danny Brown & MF Doom)
[Intro: MF DOOM] Alright guys, right Right over there to the left, where the peoples at? (At the concert) Watch this shit, it's good Original song [Chorus: Wilmoth Houdini] Ah, Frankie Sinatra, ah, Frank Sinatra Frankie, me boy, don't know You have the perfect voice to sing calypso (What did they say?) Ah, Frankie Sinatra, ah, Frank Sinatra Frankie, me boy, don't know You have the perfect voice to sing calypso (What did they say?) Ah, Frankie Sinatra, ah, Frank Sinatra Frankie, me boy, don't know You have the perfect voice to sing calypso (What did they say?) Ah, Frankie Sinatra, ah, Frank Sinatra Frankie, me boy, don't know You have the perfect voice to sing calypso (What did they say?) Frankie, me boy, don't know You have the perfect voice to sing calypso [Verse 1: Danny Brown] Off this rocker, he's off his rocker Please, Mr. Officer, I only had some vodka Little marijuana, just a few Vicodin Only reefer swervin' out here while I’m driving Where your registration? OG license? Because of that interior, your bitch wanna ride this Plate red bold cat, dick got LoJack White hoes calling and they asking, "Where the dope at?" What? Whatever Modern day Sammy hit I wrote with that Sinatra All for pasta, spray in her mouth like Binaca Listening to salsa, rhythm of maracas M.I.A. on the job sipping in Sri Lanka I divide and conquer, rolling Willy Wonka Baby momma wanna suck the dong up at the concert And they gets no pay Like Frank Sinatra, bitch, I do this shit my way Like Frank Sinatra, bitch, do this shit my way [Chorus: Wilmoth Houdini] Ah, Frankie Sinatra, ah, Frank Sinatra Frankie, me boy, don't know You have the perfect voice to sing calypso (What did they say?) Frankie, me boy, don't know You have the perfect voice to sing calypso [Verse 2: Danny Brown] I'm so high, you're so high If I take another sniff, then I just might die Take another sniff then I just might lie Tell her what she wanna hear Just to get between them thighs Underground nigga, but on top of the world Took the bitch for oyster, now my tongue on the pearl So fuck what you say, do this shit my way Like Frank Sinatra, bitch, do this shit my way [Verse 3: MF DOOM] Tanks of vodka, sip slow rocka, ock Write rhymes since the days with Frankie Crocker rocked From more stocky stock Known for his illy right hook to make Rocky block That's no poppy cock pirate We can keep it irie, or we can keep it irate Dilate, we keep it one hundred From the heights of Northern Lights to Southern Comfort One fifth, come with that headbanger boogie for that ass Villain give a bully ten noogies for the cash Or dash, dip slow on a marathon Or maybe he gon' sing Calypso like Farrakhan Or Frank Sinatra, mon [Sample] [Outro: Wilmoth Houdini] Frankie, me boy, don't know You have the perfect voice to sing calypso (What did they say?) Ah Frankie Sinatra, ah Frank Sinatra Frankie, me boy, don't know You have the perfect voice to sing calypso (What did they say?) Frankie, me boy, I’m sure we'll sell two million copies or more
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