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Описание: LYRICS

Who wants a taste of my General Tso?
You want a piece?
I’m gonna give it to you now
Roar—ya—
Yeah… kung-fu style

Who wants a taste of my General Tso?
Who wants a taste, who wants a taste?
Oolong tea shaking in my hand
Oolong tea, feel the bass
Ho! Ha! Ho! Ha! Hoo-chi-chi
Hoo-yaaah, can’t be tamed
Ding-chao-woo, ding-wang-woo
This ain’t a game

Who likes my chopsticks
I’ll smash you hard with my smallest thing
Yellow, yellow vibe
If you want to see me, eat some Jell-O
I’ve never seen anyone like you
I can kick you
Kick you higher than you kick me
I can kick you up into the treetops

Who wants a sip of my oolong tea?
Ho ha ho ha hoo chi chi
Everyone in the phonebook is named Zhang
Wanna see my wang?
The gong I strike won’t sound
Waaaah—
Everybody wants to see a fireball
But that’s not real life
You will fall

Break a leg
Crack an egg
Everybody wanna see me break an egg
I don’t want to
I only love fried rice
And I ain’t got lice

I charge double for fortune cookies
Delivery free?
Not from me
One-fifty, fifty-five
You wanna see me fall?
Howwww-yaaah

Kung fu, all-you-can-eat
Want my buffet?
Stay the fuck away
Only Americans eat duck sauce
My soy sauce is for you
I can put it in your shoe

Watch this—tiptoe
While you take a piss
Roar—ya—

Don’t pay the bill and I’ll kick you
Mint? Fifty cents, bitch
Everything costs a little bit
So don’t expect free
At least not from me

Ding-dang-jiu-wei
From Taiwan City
Hong Kong night
I can smoke a bong
All night long
Don’t mistake me for a Viet Cong

Grab you, slam you down
You’ll never see me coming
Tie you up, bamboo cage
Make you feel my rage
Poke you with a little stick
Call my brothers to napalm me
God damn
That shit burned my whole city

Ho Chi Minh
That’s a sin
Goodbye
Come on in
Enter my world
Where the yellow shit begins

Ding—dang—chopsticks—pa!
Step in the spot like what’s that smell?
Oil frying in the pan
Hot pan talk, can’t tell
General Tso flow
Drip so sweet, then sting
Oolong tea cold
Sip, exhale, ching ching

Light steps, kick-kick
Wood floor, tick-tick
Thick bill, quick-flip
No free shit, this business
Yellow light, red flame
Same dish, different name
Hoo-yaaah when I hit that frame
Boom bap shake the lane

Can’t be tamed
A flame that controls your brain
Egg foo young, lo mein
Same dish, same pain

Come on baby
Have it just the same
Hoooo-yaaah — Haaa!

No wok, no today-day
Heh… I don’t suppose.
Hahaha… huh? huh…