Double-O Fat Boys lyrics

[Chorus]
Double-O Fat Boys
Double-O Fat Boys
Double-O Fat Boys
Got a license to chill

[Verse 1]
We were the Fat Boys for the CIA
So let me tell you how we rock for the USA
The Russians have spies in the club in disguise
To hang out with the b-boys and the girls so fly
Reporting to the Kremlin with a walkie-talkie
"We got the lowdown on the big okey-doke
We can rule the world with the human beat noise
If we make a good copy of the real Fat Boys"

[Chorus]
Double-O Fat Boys
Double-O Fat Boys
Double-O Fat Boys
Got a license to chill

[Verse 2]
Months of research went into the plan
To dominate the minds of Americans
They searched and searched 'til they found the right act
Fed them on spaghetti and tons of Big Macs
"We're Kool Ruskie and Boris D
And Comrade Box completes the three
With a rap so smooth and sounds so sweet
Jamming the airwaves and rocking the beat"
But CIA got wise to the game
Called us up and just explained
"We need you boys to help with the plan
To keep the beat safe for Uncle Sam
A big show is planned for Madison Square
We know the Russians will be there
Should you accept, it is your mission
To keep the beat safe from a bad imitation"
[Chorus]
Double-O Fat Boys
(Fighting for the beat, rocking the nation)
Double-O Fat Boys
(Saving it from extermination)
Double-O Fat Boys
Got a license to chill

[Chorus]
Double-O Fat Boys
Double-O Fat Boys
Double-O Fat Boys
Double-O Fat Boys

[Verse 3]
Off we go with open eyes
To learn how to be Fat Boy spies
I got a gun that fits in my palm
And Buffy got a secret pizza bomb
We learned kung fu, we learned karate
We learned how to outspy anybody
Everyone knows that we dominate the beat
Now the Russians gonna learn the meaning of defeat
We get to the joint on the fateful day
With a limousine by the CIA
The air was tense, and we were ready
Our rhymes was fresh, our nerves was steady
The lights go on and the music is playing
We go on stage, the crowd is swaying
We rocked the house, without a doubt
Then all of a sudden, the lights go out
[Verse 4]
I run for cover, I head for the door
Someone hits me, I'm on the floor
The next thing I know, I wake up in bed
There's a Russian guard with a gun at my head
"Now that we've captured the real McCoys
We're gonna substitute our own Fat Boys
American kids will never doubt it
There's nothing you can do about it"

[Chorus]
Double-O Fat Boys
Double-O Fat Boys

[Outro]
"Oh no, this is terrible!
What will happen to the Fat Boys?
Will the beat be safe from the Russians?
Find out, tune in next time, same fat time, same fat channel..."