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Now let me take a moment to introduce these niggasThey be the coolest motherfuckers that I ever do figureWill ever hold a mic and spit some funky-ass noiseYes, I’d like you to meet Dem Waffle Houze BoizThe first of these boys that I’d like to show youHas the undeniable capability to blow youAway with his powerful, masterful rhymes and flowsGivin’ the mic to Short Order, he’ll show you how it goesShort Order here, you might not ever heard of meBut as soon as I’m done, I can guarantee that you’ll be spreadin’ word of meCause I got a flow smooth as a whole fuckin’ bucket of slow-churned vanillaCome and watch me squash the other MCs down thinner than a quesadillaGodzilla! Godzilla! Yeah, everybody get scaredDrop a couple of deuces, let out some juices, fill up your underwearI can smell you from here, man, take a couple steps backOr your mind might be blown, Short Order on trackDem Waffle Houze Boiz (gonna make you sweat)Yeah you know that they (gonna make you groove)Once again, them boys (gonna make you sweat)And then subsequently (gonna make you groove) The next motherfucker that makes up this fly groupIs as good as the greats, yeah I’m talkin’ Biggie, Dre and SnoopDon’t mess with him or justice will be dealtLetras de cancionesNot afraid to cap your ass, on the mic is Patty Melt Patty Melt here, gonna make y’all other rappers cowerDrop some dope rhymes, and find some girls to deflowerI’ve been around the block once or twice beforeI’m sure I’m gonna go around a couple times moreMy mouth was made for munchin’ on monsLike a lawnmower was for munchin’ on lawnsI’m more well-known than Janet Jackson’s nipplePatty Melt, y’all, better than all the rest, it’s simpleDem Waffle Houze Boiz (gonna make you sweat)Yeah you know that they (gonna make you groove)Once again, them boys (gonna make you sweat)And then subsequently (gonna make you groove)And last but not least, it’s me, I’m DJ ChodeHere to rock and shake the foundations of your humble abodeAll the ladies wanna hit this, and you guys do tooCause you know the girls want me more than they want youBut please don’t get competitive; step back, stay calmYou go home with your girl, and I’ll go home with your momI wasn’t serious about your mom, please don’t be offended I was just screwin’ around; yeah, pun intendedNow that you know us, surely you are impressedAnd if you say that you’re not, then I don’t doubt that you jestWe’re here to make you sweat, here to make you grooveWith flows like a fine wine that go down smoothWhen you get us all together, we’re like rap godsYeah, we make one hell of a mÃ©nage Ã troisWe Dem Waffle Houze Boiz, and we hold the mic steadyAnd we’re ’bout to bake a cake, so you’d better get ready From Letras Mania