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They try to say is plastic
I think New York got the most plastic too
Fuck all you niggaz out to the Soul Train Awards
With them pop ass headsets around your like Britney Spears

some old Bobby Brown and New Edition shit
That's some old real Michael shit, I'm comin' with Crazy Vic
Let me hear you tryin' to copy my shit, fuck the eventually
there's a lot of corny niggaz performin' out there

Fat stomachs, and eye glare, what the fuck do I care?
with they ass out, groupies in cheap motels tryin' to fuck
And out, motherfuckers ain't networkin', strippers checkin' in
on motorcycles, pickup trucks with license plates on 'em

Bringin' mad shit from down South, big after
I'ma turn my phone off, I wanna shake hands, meet no-fuckin'-body
Arrogant bastard, no commercial shit, break your
Suck my dick in the world, the critics, everything I make is a hit

Fuck you motherfuckers tryin' to make
Some old Carribean mixed with that keyboard shit
Hip-Hop shit, that's some old Broadway musical
I don't listen to that cartoon shit
Tell your A&R and his wife to get out my life

27 shots, 27 shots, 27

Shut up, listen to my 'cause yo cassette single is gay
Writin' that bullshit, I on the radio by these homo niggaz everyday
soft, sissy shit, I got the real tell it like it is pissy shit
Yo shit is some ass gorilla code shit, white suits, mansion yachts
Scared ass doin' videos, buyin' models on some boat shit

I tell you straight G, I can't fuck with it, girls still messin' you
shit is wack, any bitch in they right mind
Shouldn't sex with you, rusty nigga that don't use soap
I fuck around and piss all your leather, faggot ass trenchcoat

Don't ever act hardcore, you's a suburban nigga, you get nigga
You even been in a fuckin' street fight
Look at your old photo album pictures, you's a of hype
my ass, nobody picked up the fuckin' mic, untalented bitch
Like you some ass, inner city kid from the projects, who's next?

27 shots, 27 shots, 27

I really disrespect all production out there
That bullshit niggaz programmin', fuck Johnny Hammond, Stitch
That shit ain't gettin' you rich, just a crowd, low bitches
A bunch of fuckin' dicks, I'd rather see ass
A nice with a fat ass

And all you actin' like you Jamaican
American to the core, that shit on tour
Y'all niggaz be against speakers with your ears sore, stank ass
With no socks on, fuckin' up the dancefloor, since you ate codfish
And meat patties? I got with Jheri curls in Caddies

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