BBQ

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Cibo Matto - Rock, Trip-Hop

BBQ

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[Intro] [?] Check check check, 1, 2 [?] 1, 2, 1, 2 Oh oh oh Check check check, 1, 2 [?] 1, 2, 1, 2 What's happenin'? What's up? Alright, [?] Brooklyn, in New York City Are you ready? Are you ready? Are you ready? Aah! [Verse] Here is 1996 You've got yourself a smoking kit Flavour, aroma, working out the tricks Twenty-four hours, seven days a week Bake it, take it, make it funky! Let's get greasy! Let's get chunky! Taste it, feel it, check this shit out! [?] keeping me up in the sky! Sitting on the dock of the east river So you want a water, maybe kind and clever Pick it all up, let your sister know what's up [Chorus] All my peeps in the Bronx, we don't stop! All my peeps in Brooklyn, we don't stop! All my peeps in Queens, we don't stop! Ain't no nothing like BBQ! [Verse] Here is 1996 You've got yourself a smoking kit Flavour, aroma, working out the tricks Twenty-four hours, eight days a week Bake it, take it, make it funky! Let's get greasy! Let's get chunky! Taste it, feel it, check this shit out! [?] keeping me up in the sky! Sitting on the dock of the east river So you want a water, maybe kind and clever Pick it all up, let your sister know what's up [Chorus] All my peeps in the Bronx, we don't stop! All my peeps in Brooklyn, we don't stop! All my peeps in Queens, we don't stop! Ain't no nothing like BBQ! [Bridge] B to the B to the Q, BBQ B to the B to the Q, BBQ B to the B to the B to the B to the B to the B to the Q, BBQ B to the B to the Q, BBQ B to the B to the Q, BBQ B to the B to the B to the B to the B to the B to the Q, BBQ [?] What's up? [vocalisation] [Verse] Here is 1996 You've got yourself a smoking kit Flavour, aroma, working out the tricks Twenty-four hours, ten days a week Bake it, take it, make it funky! Let's get greasy! Let's get chunky! Taste it, feel it, check this shit out! [?] keeping me up in the sky! Sitting on the dock of the east river So you want a water, maybe kind and clever Pick it all up, let your sister know what's up [Chorus] All my peeps in the Bronx, we don't stop! All my peeps in Brooklyn, we don't stop! All my peeps in Queens, we don't stop! Ain't no nothing like BBQ! [Outro] [vocalisation] B to the B to the Q to the Q to the BBQ! [vocalisation] BBQ! [vocalisation] BBQ! [vocalisation] BBQ! [vocalisation] (Hey, hey, hey) BBQ! [vocalisation] (Hey, hey, hey) BBQ! [vocalisation] (Hey, hey, hey)

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