BEASTIE BOYS lyrics - Finger Lickin' Good (Government Cheese Remix)

(Beastie Boys/Caldato/Fite/ Hill)



It's Finger Lickin' Finger Lickin' Good Y'All

Finger Lickin' A Finger Lickin' Good Y'All

It's Finger Lickin' It's Finger Lickin' Good Y'All

It's Finger Lickin' It's Finger Lickin' Good Y'All



Well Mike D What's Up? Ah Yo Yauch What Up?

Come On Mike Ah Let's Tear It Up

Hear No Evil See No Evil Talkin' No Bullshit

So Many Damn People Are So Damn Full Of It

Keyboard Money Mark You Know He Ain't Havin' It

Just Give Him Some Wood And He'll Build You A Cabinet

I'm Convinced That Vince Is Rippin' Me Off

I Think It's His Girdle That's Tippin' Me Off

Well Mike D's Out Back And He's Growin' Onion

I've Got Bigger Buns Than My Man Paul Bunyon's

I've Been Going Nuts Gettin' All Cooped Up

Fully Hermitizing But Now I'm Gettin'Souped Up

It's Time To Turn The Page To A Brand New Chapter

Settin' My Sights And You Know What I'm After

I'll Be In The Paper The News With Ernie Ernesto

They'll Even Print My Recipe For Pasta With Pesto

Now Here's Another Special Of The Day

See I've Got More Spice Than The Frugal Gourmet



Finger Lickin' Finger Lickin' Good Y'All

It's Finger Lickin' It'sFinger Lickin' Good Y'All

It's Finger Lickin' It's Finger Lickin' Good Y'All



"Get it Alright" "Get it-Get it-Get it Alright"

"Get it-Get it" "Get it-Get it"

"Get it-Get it" "Get it Alright"



Well Mike D Huh What You Got For Me

Show These Good People What It Means To Be D

Well They Call Me Mike D With The Mad Man Style

I Put The Mic Up To My Lips And I Can Scream For A While

Created A Sound At Which Many Were Shocked At

I've Got A Million Ideas That I Ain't Even Rocked Yet

I've Got The Light Bulb Flashing At The Top Of My Head

Never Wake Up On The Wrong Side Of The Bed

You're An Idea Man Not A Yes Man

With A Point To Make You're Bound To Take A Stand

'Cause I'm Pete The Puma Minnie The Moocher

I've Got Every Type Of Flavor Style That Will Suit Ya

You Know The Bass Is Real Fat Because It's Gotta' Be Like That

A Snare On The Funky Tin And A Taste Of The High Hat



Finger Lickin' Finger Lickin' Good Y'All

Finger Lickin' A Finger Lickin' Good Y'All

It's Finger Lickin' It's Finger Lickin' Good Y'All

A Finger Lickin' A Lickin' Lickin' Good Y'All



Ay Yo Yauch What Up? Ah Mike D What's Up?

Come On Yauch Ah Let's Tear It Up

Well I Could Catch A Groove Like A Flash In The Dark

I Grab A Hold Of Your Attention Like A Thief In The Park

'Cause I Can Flip A Rhyme Off The Tip Of My Tongue

Yeah I Be Switching Up The Rhythm Like The Rhyme's A Piece Of Chewing Gum

Now I Might Chew But I Don't Bite

My Ideas Are Mine When I Begin To Write

In My Sleep I'll Be Thinking 'Bout Beats And

Getting On The Mic And Bustin' Some Treats And

Sporting The Crazy Funky Threads That You've Never Even Seen Before

What I'm Lacking From The Macking I Can Find At The Thrift Store

I Won't Scuff Nor Scuffle Just Grin As They Walk By

Take Time To Rhyme For A Girl I Hear Talk Fly

Down Some Papaya Down With The Revolution

Always Wear My Goggles 'Cause There's So Much Pollution

Well I Can Do The Freak The Patty Duke And The Spank

Gotta' Free The Funky Fish From The Funky Fish Tanks

I'll Sell My House Sell My Car And I'll Sell All My Stuff

I've Had Enough Of Suckers Who Like To Talk It Tough

So Hurricane Is Coming And I Kick It Rough

I'll Call Your Bluf When I Roll With My 10 Cocked

Light A Splif With My Homie Called ADRock

We Get Blind Like Stevie And Were Makin' Money

Feel The Thunder As I'm Commin' At Ya From Way Under

Now I'm Beneath So Don't You Ever Call Me Cheif

I Make You Breach So Your Fuckin' Run And Loose Your Teeth

I Gotta Give The Kick To Swift So Check This Shit Forget A Wiff

That's All Yo Word To God

"And You Best Belive That Shit"

Good Ya'll, DJ Hurricane's Finger Licking Good Ya'll

Agh-ha Ha, Yea Right Ya'll



It's Finger Lickin', It's Finger Lickin' Good Ya'll

It's Finger Lickin', It's Finger Lickin' Good Ya'll

It's Finger Lickin', It's Finger Lickin' Good Ya'll

It's Finger Lickin', It's Finger Lickin' Good Ya'll



A Money Mike, A Rockin' The House

M. C.A., A Rockin' The House

To My Man AdRock, A Rockin' The House

To The Keyboard Money Mark, A Rockin' The House

To The Mario C., A Rockin' The House

To The Beastie Boys Go Turning It Out

And You Don't Stop

And You Don't Quit

And Then I Grab The Microphone And I Pop Some Shit

And You Don't Stop

And You Don't Quit

Keep It On Keep-A Keepin' It On