Ya Lil’ Crumbsnatchers Lyrics - Del the Funky Homosapien

Del the Funky Homosapien I Wish My Brother George Was Here cover art
Release information
Release Date: 1991-10-22
length: 1:31
engineer: Bob Morse and Eric Sheda
composer: Del the Funky Homosapien
Del made a pact to be well natural
Back from the wishing well to sell actual
Funk from the fungus grown in the trench
It's getting kinda heavy so I gotta pinch an inch
And it's a sinch
To let my hair grow like a plant
Eliminate the fat gold chains and the diaper pants
Trade 'em for a pair Girbauds
Never make friends with the fraudulent foes
Yes I suppose that I'm fat from the supper
Skinny from the many that try to eat plenty
Now I got to flip on a copper like a penny
Vise uh versa
Quench your thirst with
A swig of grapefruit juice straight from the thermos
Hock your jewels, and you can drop your tools
And make a move that can turn us in the right direction
Show your affection as I correct men
Who try to pull the wool over the third eye
Comin' fly with Mr. Greenjeans
It's a bird eye view of the Meadow
As I greet the many people that I meet with a "hello"
"How do you do my compadre?" "What up Kwame?"
Back to the Meadow so I can show I'm a
Smooth black brother that is gifted
And if you try to lift this, yes I got a witness
Nicknamed the Emperor
This wasn't meant for ya'
Ya little crumbsnatcher!

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CD 1
  • 1 What Is a Booty
  • 2 Mistadobalina
  • 3 The Wacky World of Rapid Transit
  • 4 Pissin’ on Your Steps
  • 5 Dark Skin Girls
  • 6 Money for Sex
  • 7 Ahonetwo, Ahonetwo
  • 8 Prelude
  • 9 Dr. Bombay
  • 10 Sunny Meadowz
  • 11 Sleepin’ on My Couch
  • 12 Hoodz Come in Dozens
  • 13 Same Ol’ Thing
  • 14 Ya Lil’ Crumbsnatchers