You better get ready for a big surprise
You think it's almost over, but it's only on the rise
Mental message via visual contact
Louder than any other sexual soundtrack
More margarita for my cute señorita
Triple the tequila just to heighten up the flavor
Chuggin' down on my J&B
While checkin' out the parts of my dick's anatomy
Forget the brain, forget the personality
What I'm after is your effects on my gravity
Like Trinity, flying high with her kicks
And controlling the game with my heavy duty joystick
You better get ready for a big surprise
You think it's almost over, but it's only on the rise
Mental message via visual contact
Louder than any other sexual soundtrack
Flip the tip as we skip to the next trip
Flashin' some cash and some rockstar bullshit
Goin' in for the thrill, movin' in for the kill
I got us a room in a fancy hotel
And we've got everything we need
A big bag of money, a bigger bag of weed
And try to impress as we start to undress
Stop the press, we need to get this
You better get ready for a big surprise
You think it's almost over, but it's only on the rise
Mental message via visual contact
Louder than any other sexual soundtrack
I'd like to keep it going 'cause I got it going on
But it's Vinci's turn on the microphone, so...
Ehem, my name is Vinci, and I am neat
I love pretty girls, and I love to eat
I made this rap from my mind
And I am very, very kind
I like to drive fast in fancy cars
And chicks dig me like chocolate bars
They say I'm bad, but I am good
So shut up now, and eat some food
Tsong, ano ba'ng problema mo? Ayusin mo naman
Lagyan mo naman ng tono, para kang nangangatwiran
Ano ba'ng inaatupag mo sa bago mong apartment?
Sampung taon ka nang sikat, wala ka pa rin bang talent?
Tsong, ano ba'ng sinasabi mo?
Mali ang sinasabi mo
Magaling akong kumanta
Alam mo ba 'yung "Picha Pie", hmm?
Kung sa bagay, mahusay nga naman 'yung "Picha Pie"
Gamit ang boses mong pamatay, nilagyan mo ng kulay ang kanta
'Di ba, kahit ikaw ang gumawa
Alam nating mas okay kung ako 'yung kumanta?
Tsong naman, please lang, 'wag ka nang magyabang
At alam mo naman na pang-back up ka lang
At ilan na ba ang talagang nagawa mong kanta?
Ilan? Wala (eh, ano ngayon?)
Alam naman nating lahat na si Vinci naman talaga dapat
Ang vocalist ng Parokya band, ng Parokya ni Edgar
Teka lang, one minute, pwede bang pakiulit?
Maaaring may lamang ka sa paligo
Subalit bakit mo naman nasabi na ikaw ang nararapat
Eh, ni isang kanta man lang, wala kang naisulat?
Eh, ba't ibang singers naman, kahit 'di n'ya sinulat
Ang kinakanta nilang kanta ay sobra kung sumikat?
Tulad ko, at ni Quino, at ni Benedict Aquino
Na wala na yatang mas sisikat pa kahit na sino
Ewan ko, sandali, 'wag ka ngang makulit
Kung ayaw mong masipa sa mukha nang malupit
Baka makatikim ka ng sarsuwela de kamao
Na sinlisto el de gato sa gulpihan de con todo
Talaga, 'di nga, tatawa na ba ako?
Hindi porke't Koreano ka, magaling kang mag-taekwondo
'Wag kang mag-aangas sa lalaking may balbas
Kami 'yung mga tipo na hindi umaatras
Sandali lang, 'wag muna kayong maglaban
Bago kayo magsuntukan, ba't 'di n'yo muna pag-usapan ang 'di maunawaan?
Sige na, kiss na, peace na, please
Pambayad mo ng jeepney, kulang pa ng dyis
Kung ayaw mong mangyari ang nangyari sa iba
Matuto tayo kung paano magpakumbaba
'Wag nating kalimutan kung saan nagsimula
Alam naman nating lahat na mahal natin ang isa't isa't
Walang iwanan sa Parokya band, sa Parokya ni Edgar
Band, band
Uh, 'di ko alam kung paano tatapusin 'yung kanta
Kaya ganito na lang, bigla na lang mawawala