| Jump, jump geronimo |
| Buckle up and here we go |
| I’m here to entertain and introduce my name |
| I’m Skee to the Lo and I’m here to do a show |
| And if you forgot or do not then act like you know |
| If you could see this wannabe I’m makin sure you’re readin me Know of me knew of me let me hear your demo |
| I rushed it rushed it to the toilet and I flushed it Cause cuss words are hush words so sshh I’m disgusted |
| Just sit back baby listen to your radio |
| Baffled as a bat sayin who is that? |
| It’s the mad, mad ones from Mad Tracks |
| Makin mad beats for you punks to get mad at So, if you really want to know to who’s beat am I rhymin |
| Really doesn’t matter cause I’ma make ya scatter |
| I might get through but if you wanna start |
| 3 'o'clock we can take it to the park |
| I’ll be waitin for ya |
| (*Come on scratched several times*) |
| Not unless I say I’ll be waitin |
| Not unless I say I’ll be waitin |
| (Skee-Lo) |
| Snap, crackle, pop |
| Oh wow look at me now |
| Holy cow watch me blew up blow up Make ya throw up I got mad fills to make mad bills |
| If I want a buffalo ruffa-so big |
| About my chis-nip skills I get ill to make a mill |
| From the basement of my cris-nip |
| Wreck shop and get biz with ruff kids |
| Like Jodeci makin sure you notice me Or was we emcees but wanted all our enemies to stop |
| And just run, run from-a cause I’m the done, done-a |
| I’m rappin you don’t want to hear that so The number 1 I’m 2, I’m 3, yo follow me Yo nuff respect due to the one who calls me Not Jamaican a Rastarfarian |
| I play Atari and sometimes Nintendo |
| Relieve is from the Endo leave |
| You got beef and loose teeth |
| But you really wanna start we can take it to the park |
| I’ll be waitin for ya |
| (*Come on scratched several times*) |
| Wait, waitin in the park |
| Waitin for ya Waitin in the park |
| Waitin for ya Waitin in the park |
| Waitin for ya Waitin in the park |
| Waitin for |
| Not unless I say I’ll be waitin |
| Not unless I say I’ll be waitin |
| (Skee-Lo) |
| Red Rover, Red Rover |
| Now watch me come on over |
| You know I’ll cross the sea as if my name was Noah |
| Watch out cause I know ya Clear across the continent |
| Cause you know Apacalla like the lickin monument |
| (So heeey!) I’m famous but never call me nameless |
| I don’t like cookies, never been a rookie |
| Played hooky so whoopee |
| Arrest me protest me do what you wanna |
| But you no your gonna have to give me props, give me props |
| I zip like lock grab my microphone and rock bad news on the block |
| Did you forget forgot sweat me not |
| Well listen to the sounds of a rapper go pop |
| The weasel like diesel I fills up your truck |
| ?I lock ya to the talent? so that I make the bucks |
| I wreck shops for hip-hop and even recruits |
| Give me a beat so I can flow and I’m gonna wreck that too |
| Cause I’ll be waitin for ya |
| (*Come on scratched several times*) |
| Wait, waitin in the park |
| Waitin for ya Waitin in the park |
| Waitin for ya (not unless I say) |
| Waitin in the park |
| Waitin for ya (not unless I say) |
| Waitin in the park |
| Waitin for |
| Ya, in the park |
| Waitin for ya In the park |
| Waitin for ya In the park |
| Waitin for ya In the park |
| Waitin for ya In the park |
| Waitin for ya |