[Intro: El-P]

Uh, hey (Oh, shit)

[Chorus: Greg Nice & El-P]

Ooh, la la, ah, oui oui

Ooh, la la, ah, oui oui (Ayy)

Ooh, la la, ah, oui oui (Ayy)

Ooh, la la, ah, oui oui (Let's go)

Ooh, la la, ah, oui oui

Ooh, la la, ah, oui oui

Ooh, la la, ah, oui oui

Ooh, la la

[Verse 1: El-P]

Lookin' for M's like I lost a friend

Jump out of my bed like, "Where the bread?"

You gon' hold the egg, waiter bring the check

When we talk, we Kalashnikov, keep us in your thoughts

Fully dressed at the crack of dawn, weapons letting off

I can hear them from the block, see them creeping through the fog

Season's greetings, now feeding season can start, oh my God

Look alive, lookin' like I live life on a crooked line

Doin' fine, you want maximum stupid, I am the guy

[Verse 2: Killer Mike]

First of all, fuck the fuckin' law, we is fuckin' raw

Steak tartare, oysters on the half-shell, sushi bar

Life a bitch and the pussy fish, still fucked her raw

I'm a dog, I'm a dirty dog, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha

Ol' Dirty Bastard, go in your jaw, shimmy shimmy ya

Got the semi in the hemi, goin' "Gimme, gimme, y'all"

Pugilistic, my linguistics are Jeru the Damaja

And I rap it pornographic, bitch, set up the camera

[Chorus: Greg Nice, El-P & Killer Mike]

Ooh, la la, ah, oui oui (Ayy)

Ooh, la la, ah, oui oui (Ah, oui oui)

Ooh, la la, ah, oui oui

Ooh, la la, ah, oui oui (Mon cheri, mon cheri)

Ooh, la la, ah, oui oui (Mon cheri, mon cheri)

Ooh, la la, ah, oui oui

Ooh, la la, ah, oui oui (I need a bottle of Moët, ho, come on)

Ooh, la la, ah, oui oui (Garçon)

[Verse 3: El-P]

You covet disruption, I got you covered, I'm bussin' (Bussin')

My brother's a runner, he's crushin', it's no discussion ('Scussion)

I used to be munchkin, I wasn't 'posed to be nothin' (Nothin')

Y'all fuckers corrupted and up to somethin' disgusting

My pockets are plumper this season, I love to cuff 'em

I'm afraid of nothin' but nothingness, ain't it something?

Warmongers are dumpin', they'll point and click at your pumpkin (Look out)

Your suffering is scrumptious, they'll put your kids in the oven

[Verse 4: Killer Mike]

Fuck a king or queen and all of they loyal subjects

I pull my penis out and I piss on they shoes in public

People, we the pirates, the pride of this great republic

No matter what you order, muhfucker, we what you're stuck with (Sorry)

I used to love Bruce, but livin' my vida loca

Helped me understand I'm probably more of a Joker

When we usher in chaos, just know that we did it smiling

Cannibals on this island, inmates run the asylum

[Chorus: Greg Nice & El-P]

Ooh, la la, ah, oui oui (Ayy)

Ooh, la la, ah, oui oui (Ayy)

Ooh, la la, ah, oui oui (Ayy)

Ooh, la la (DJ Premier)

[Outro: Greg Nice & DJ Premier]

Ooh, la la

Ooh, la-, la, la

Ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh, la la, ah, oui oui

Ooh, la, la, la, la, la

Ah, oui, ah, oui, ah

Ah, ah, oui, oui