(I stop) I really don't about those other carbon copies Don't Bobby, don't stop (I stop) I really don't care about those carbon copies Don't stop Bobby, don't
(I stop) I don't care about those other carbon copies stop Bobby, don't stop (I stop) I really don't care those other carbon copies Don't stop Bobby, stop (I stop)
Yo, I'm the microphone Any you get me on or let me on My ambi-once is one step Then my song is a correspond the audi-once
Experi-once the My reson-once is really on, wonder Twin activate Put the tape on, I can on any shape, form Size or weight, shape of Activation
Imagine all the microphones in the world I it on Imagine the next MC step to me gettin' on You can even ask the girl the bed we did it on I hit it from the back to Marvin Gaye's, Get it On'
Don't get it wrong, it a thong, she put it on, in uniform Sippin' Don Periogne, Shawn Don, fillet horns stick and move until the cameras come on Until the cameras are gone from there on, till dawn
Get your on Now put your panties on Thank you for your Rahzel, on your Hot 97
(I stop) I really don't care about those other carbon Don't stop Bobby, stop (I stop) I really don't care those other carbon copies Don't Bobby, don't stop (I stop)
Oh what's wrong You're trying to worry baby, when you grow up You're be a star!
Yo, I'm one of the illest to ever turn the mic on Let me download my sound, the microns Turn your on WWW dot transmission d-d-dot
Got girl buck naked on the cover, right on 3-D visually enhanced on your EP-ROM, erasable, programmable and Memory when you're PC's on
We can battle for your like Ki Yong Song We can battle for your girl like Rae Dawn Yo you're mother's so fat she a three piece thong of polyester-cryllic, rip stop nylon
With a Skully cap that stretches three long 98 degrees outside, a sheepskin on I play you and your mom like Kong this out
I really don't care about those carbon copies Don't stop Bobby, don't (I stop) I really don't care about other carbon copies Don't stop Bobby, don't
(I stop) I really don't care about those carbon copies stop Bobby, don't stop (I stop) I really don't care about those carbon copies Don't stop Bobby, stop (I stop)
Yo we got the hottest, fiber optic Double O 7 James Bond, in your watch shit this, Baywatch shit Topless, there's no way you could this, spotless
Keep the flame up in the cockpit or be On some New on the Block shit My man is nothin' but profit While you keep secrets and
The Officer, the out, President, call me Lou Gosset This is for the who pop shit Frontin' like you got shit, PHD, the doctrate
If it wasn't for break beats, you'd be rhymin' over my Often on stage, the Super DJ 2000 beats per minute, with an 1 fight, Street Fighter 3, pro tours with an upgrade
Call the to Fed-Ex some first aid My cahlistenics magnetic since first grade We can battle in the or the hallway We can the shit to the street, off and on Broadway
We can battle you buy your Cheap ass in front of Comway We can battle in the seat Of your Hyundai
I really don't care about those other carbon Don't Bobby, don't stop (I stop) I really care about those other carbon copies Don't stop Bobby, stop
(I stop) I really don't care about those other carbon Don't stop Bobby, stop (I stop) I don't care about those other carbon copies Don't Bobby, don't stop (I stop)
We're on time to get down We're on It's time to get
movin' on It's time to get We're on It's to get down
We're on It's to get down movin' on It's to get down