I'm like the rapper ever Ever ever? Ever! I always been it like I next to Uncle Fester Swisher house taught y'all how to be successful to Run a house like Rev and Diggy and Vanessa Yes I got a stretcher that's for competition Not in my position they ain't got a pot to in You can call it dissin' they stay like it's tradition Fly over the hood (man you must think you) Griffin itching I got riching My mother say she it She took a million it took a til I discovered it I took my money out and I almost shut the government I it in the tub and let my main chick rubber dubbing it The passcode on my account is Catch Me If You Can I know they gay just undercover they with the clan Don't a rock and later say that you my biggest fan Remove the mic right now so it don't and beat you with this stand Your girl be me like everytime she grab a phone I hear 'em all her messages be rather long These losers too much and you can't say I'm wrong Wiz hit the joint, now everybody cheech ching chong A sign that's on my door say no man but me allowed see your woman drying off in here without a towel Don't get confused just cause the twitter got a smile Get on 4 square post where you at and I'll come up now I beat you down, twitpic and retweet this clown I bet in person all these talkers ain't leak a sound I travel everywhere how come your boys don't be Take trips where be missing y'all must live in lost and found Rap a female chat and all y'all do is disrespectful her Can't really say you fresh cause all of y'all is except for A few maybe two yeah most of y'all is pop as Ke$ha I wanna grab a and just turn your tap to ketchup I teach 'em how to stunt, super done taught a lecture See me 2012 and you fresh as when I met ya I'm in my robe and slippers walking round like I'm Heffner I'm dressed in red girl is black, jump on her like a checker King me
Cooler then antifreeze these rappers be The baddest thing happening since had a dream Cooler antifreeze dammit these rappers be The baddest thing happening since had a dream
Maino hustle hard, better to god I swear to god, lames better play part It's going down, I run this I'm here now, get it flag. black tee, shooters in a black truck Diamonds on, getting money, on my right nut Left arm automa look like falling stars Fifty shot Calico, niggas better on God I'm the one they reason why they're running scared Do it Mob style, right behind his head I declare I'm the king of County Stand up nigga why these can't down me around I round the town these other niggas clowns see Go ahead let him talk slick I bet I make his mouth Homie we strong, these rap niggas They cuddle with the bitches I pee on Brick getters getting bread in rainy My white savetta and it go panamera I'm a don bitch me with that nonsense .44 holster underneath my Fuck nigga the to love niggas My last homie snaked me that's why I don't trust Straight to the devil is where I took Fuck you heard I run Brooklyn
[Lloyd Can't stop too much cream veiw me on movie screen Got the sweater, got the hat, sneaker, and the Gucci Sicker than I used to be, time to get used to Queens Flawless bitches usually turn them all into fiens Mamy I'm the coolest PYT's to cougars The haters remorse they can D-I-E from Nigga say to Judahs, genius how I do this Cleanest pictures standing out of Beemers with the blue Shorty keep my name low till my name, tell my angle I'm and she taking off her leggings on the table popping on the Skyp, crustin' on the phone I'm a fuck her with my freestyle going off the I got her weed now, she's glowing off patron Kush cologne, when I push my poem, cripple chrome In my Queens, Manhattan, Staten Island, Bronx, and zone And my packing, paper staking, bitch go get your own