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Video Karaoke Liedje Caribou Lou - Tech N9ne & Krizz Kaliko

Deze opname is een cover van Caribou Lou beroemd gemaakt door Tech N9ne
feat. Krizz Kaliko

Inbegrepen indelingen:

CDG (MP3+G)
MP4
KFN
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Het bestandsformaat CDG (ook wel genoemd CD+G or MP3+G) is geschikt voor de meeste karaokemachines. Het bevat een MP3-bestand plus de gesynchroniseerde tekst (Karaoke Versie verkoopt geen cd's, maar uitsluitend de digitale bestanden).

Het is mogelijk om zomaar MP4 bestanden op MAC OS X en Windows7 bij default af te spelen.
Als u Windows XP of Vista gebruikt, moet u gebruik maken van Windows Media Player 12.

Dit bestandsformaat is geschikt voor KaraFun Windows Player, gratis karaokesoftware. Daarmee kune je de achtergrondzang of de hoofdzang aan of uit zetten of de toonhoogte of het tempo bepalen.

Je aankoop maakt het mogelijk de video in alle formaten te downloaden zo vaak je wilt.

Over

Met achtergrondkoor (met of zonder achtergrondzang in de KFN-versie)

Heeft hetzelfde tempo als het originele: 89 BPM

Op dezelfde toonhoogte als het origineel: Fm

Tijdsduur: 04:32 - Preview aan: 03:14

Release datum: 2006
Genres: Rap & Hip-Hop, Engels
Originele schrijver: Arron Yates, Rune Rask, Troels Nielsen

Alle beschikbare bestanden voor download zijn backing tracks, het is niet de originele muziek.

Lyrics Caribou Lou

Yeah it's like the ultimate party favor baby, ya know
Yeah
Two cups will get her hot and out of her clothes, ya know
Caribou Lou, it's like
Yeah
Come on
Drink it, babe
Like this
Half a bottle of one fifty-one off in a jug
One cup of Malibu Rum baby that's whassup then you
Fill the rest of the jug with pineapple juice and it's crackin'
The only defect is waking up like what happened
I like red light parties and fed right bodies who like
Bread like Dolly and head right totties at night
Aribou Cay oulay
Terrible day you pay the liquor store teller with no hair or toupee, touché
Get the party jumping keep the hotties humpin'
I like 'em thick and juicy so don't Pilate nothin'
Drinkin' too much Lou you might be karate puchin' or at the back of the club attending the naughty luncheon
Satin, coolaid gives you hella one fifty-one
November dog, so run kitty run
We gon' drink it until we dumb-ditty-dumb, bum-bitty-bum
Here Kansas City come so give me some
One fifty-one Rum
Pineapple juice and Malibu
Caribou get them all numb
Make baby girl come out of her shell and raise hell
We gon' party 'till the cops come
One fifty-one Rum
Pineapple juice and Malibu
Caribou get them all numb
Make baby girl come out of her shell and raise hell
Don't stop 'till the cops come
I see double
I see triple
Might be trouble might see pistols
We ain't tryna hear you haters sucking on sickles
We living it up in two double O nickel
Wonder you may bro until your day go
Why I'm the one to drink you under the table
And all the ladies I will do in time
Once you become a member of my drinking club you will find Tech N9ne
Trying to tell her truly get nudey yes
I even do L-words in their fruity bizutti
Like to drink it and yell slurs at the movies
If I'm heated, I'm off to get a Caribou Lou to cool me
Created by Tech Nizzle and T. Wizzle one high day
We mixed it up and then I say we treat Caribizzle like our lady
Originated in Kansas
City, Missouri since nineteen ninety-five, baby
One fifty-one Rum
Pineapple juice and Malibu
Caribou get them all numb
Make baby girl come out of her shell and raise hell
We gon' party 'till the cops come
One fifty-one Rum
Pineapple juice and Malibu
Caribou get them all numb
Make baby girl come out of her shell and raise hell
Don't stop 'till the cops come
Tar bender I need a drother nink
Release Caribou Lou in a party it's utter kink
Insane manie, keep 'em coming then I'll remain zany
'Cos Sadatay baby I'm trying to make you my main damey
For the rest of the night girl your sexy, your tight
Come to me casa and see the chakra flexin' you right
Groupies at twelve o'clock man, I'll crawl, I'll go
Yeah I'll recruit 'em but I better not crap that's all I know
Yep in my white T and Nikes you might sight me slightly hyph and might see dry heaves
Die we shall not need I.V.'s beside me Siamese
Huh
I might make her wanna swing her Prada
But once I get up on the mic and do my thing I got her
Hey, batter batter batter batter sah-wing-a, batter
He can hit, he can hit he can hit, sah-wing-abatter
One fifty-one Rum
Pineapple juice and Malibu
Caribou get them all numb
Make baby girl come out of her shell and raise hell
We gon' party 'till the cops come
One fifty-one Rum
Pineapple juice and Malibu
Caribou get them all numb
Make baby girl come out of her shell and raise hell
Don't stop 'till the cops come
One fifty-one Rum
Pineapple juice and Malibu
Caribou get them all numb
Make baby girl come out of her shell and raise hell
We gon' party 'till the cops come
One fifty-one Rum
Pineapple juice and Malibu
Caribou get them all numb
Make baby girl come out of her shell and raise hell
Don't stop 'till the cops come
Yeah da da da da da da da
Yeah, yeah oh
Yeah da da da da da da da
Calico, yeah oh
He goes one fifty-one
Malibu Rum, Pineapple juice
Baby, we're having some fun
Yeah
I'd like to give a big shootout to Caribou Lou 'cos I drink it but he ain't paying me for
Not yet, huh uh

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