They try to say California is I think New got the most plastic niggaz too Fuck all you niggaz out to the Soul Train Awards With them pop ass headsets around your ears like Britney
That's some old Brown and New Edition shit That's old real Michael Jackson shit, I'm comin' with Crazy Vic Let me you tryin' to copy my shit, fuck the impact eventually 'Cause there's a lot of corny niggaz out there
Fat stomachs, make-up and eye glare, what the fuck do I Niggaz with they ass out, groupies in motels tryin' to fuck And crash out, ain't networkin', strippers checkin' in Motherfuckers on motorcycles, trucks with license plates on 'em
mad shit from down South, big after parties I'ma turn my phone off, I don't wanna shake hands, no-fuckin'-body Arrogant bastard, no commercial shit, break your Suck my dick in the world, the critics, everything I make is a hit
you applehead motherfuckers tryin' to make Some old Carribean mixed with that keyboard shit Hip-Hop shit, some old Broadway musical shit I don't even listen to cartoon shit your A&R and his wife to get out my fuckin' life
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up, listen to my shit 'cause yo cassette single is gay Writin' that bullshit, I hear on the by these homo niggaz everyday Butter soft, sissy shit, I got the real it like it is pissy shit Yo shit is some ass gorilla code shit, white suits, mansion yachts Scared ass nigga doin' videos, buyin' on some boat shit
I tell you straight G, I fuck with it, girls still messin' with you Your shit is wack, any in they right mind Shouldn't have sex with you, rusty nigga don't use soap I around and piss all over your leather, faggot ass trenchcoat
Don't act hardcore, you's a suburban nigga, you get serviced nigga You never even been in a fuckin' fight Look at your old photo album pictures, you's a bunch of my ass, nobody picked up the fuckin' mic, untalented bitch Like you some wild ass, inner kid from the projects, who's next?
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Then I really disrespect all production out That bullshit niggaz programmin', Johnny Hammond, Sonny Stitch That shit ain't gettin' you rich, a packed crowd, low bitches A of fuckin' dicks, I'd rather see some ass A nice club a fat ass
And all you motherfuckers actin' you Jamaican American to the core, that shit on tour niggaz be against speakers with your ears sore, stank ass boots With no socks on, fuckin' up the dancefloor, since when you ate And meat patties? I got cousins with Jheri curls in
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