Sudachi
Sudachi (Citrus sudachi; Japanese: スダチ or 酢橘) is a small, round, green, Japanese citrus fruit that is a specialty of Tokushima Prefecture in Japan.
It is a sour citrus, not eaten as fruit, but used as food flavoring in place of lemon or lime.
General
Cultivated for centuries in parts of Japan, and perhaps nearly as well known as another sour citrus, the yuzu in that country, it has been considered an "indispensable companion" to eating matsutake mushroom. The ponzu (ポン酢, "pon vinegar"), the squeezed citrus juice used as an alternative to vinegar uses sudachi among other bitter oranges (kabosu or yuzu juices, and daidai) as an ingredient.
The fruit is also the symbol of the prefecture of Tokushima where the majority of the fruit is cultivated. Cultivation is centered mainly in the communities of Sanagouchi-son, Kamikatsu-cho and Kamiyama-cho. The plant has white flowers which bloom in May and June. The fruits form in bunches, or tight clusters, and are harvested in the fall. Though sudachi fruits will eventually develop a yellow-orange rind color, they are normally harvested and used while still green. They contain large smooth seeds, containing a green polyembryo.
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My Man Music
by: Stooshechorus)
Step left, step right, pull your knees tight,
Do the butterfly, to the side, to the side,
Now slide yeah, that's right yeah,
Then we're gonna bring it back to the old school vibe.
Come come with the rhythm, come with the bass
Turn to a hottie and go whine up your waist
Whine up your waist, whine up your waist,
Whine up, whine up, whine up your waist
(verse)
Yeah you got me
Put on my face and pump my stereo
You can't stop, stop, stop me (nah)
A melody fillin' up my radio
Now i'm thinkin' oooooohh whaaaat do i fancy?
Hip-hop, electro.
I could be a dub-step raver, dancin' all night,
I still love classical
Yeeaahhh,
We walk that talk with stooshe lines,
Flicks my switches all the time
Got me spinnin' like an old school '45
He's my A-list ev'ry night
Then he'll make you, shake you, break the mould
Right down to my neo(?) soul
Music is my baby
He's gonna play me
(chorus)
Step left, step right, pull your knees tight,
Do the butterfly, to the side, to the side,
Now slide yeah, that's right yeah,
Then we're gonna bring it back to the old school vibe
Come come with the rhythm, come with the bass
Turn to a hottie and go whine up your waist
Whine up your waist, whine up your waist,
Whine up, whine up, whine up your waist
(verse/rap)
I say we give you a lickle trouble, yeah we give you a little taste,
Stooshe 'pon that bit, it make you whine up your waist
Mamma make me move, my mom make me do
All the tings that a man can't do
Give you a little trouble, give you a little taste
Stooshe 'pon that diity make you whine up your waist Mamma make me move, my mom make me do,
All the tings that a man can't do,
That a man can't do x7