Verse 1:
I created verb-noun ??? (the most beautifullest sh**)
I make up like foundation, now who you facing?
The waterproof emcee,
Ras blessed the mic faster than ramadan in mach 3
Get off my dick, n***a
And tell your b**h to come here
And stick your dick in your eardrum and f** what you heard (yeah)
Fa sheezy, articulate drama
Multiple lacerations between consecutive commas
I like my ill nana wet, my martini dry
Whippin' a bmw 540-i (drunk driving miss daisy)
Devil in a blue dress packing heat
While i'm doing doughnuts in the middle of the street
My middle east metaphors motivate religious wars
Jah-hah (plus some other middle east dialect)
Get it popping like felicia and amhad rashad
Keep my game face on like a goalie
So stick yourself, pretty tony
Chorus:
You, you are, you conceited ba*tard (8x)
Verse 2:
(we still got some non-believers) so i'ma drop the bomb
Like the one-armed wide reciever
See we be off the hook like (busy signal from phone)
Criminally insana, my brain do the macarena
Attack the varicose vanity who spin cancer
Rhetorical question, a hypothetical answer
Wouldn't swallow my tongue at a seizure
Speak my mind at my leisure
Living singe with more hoes than khadijah
And when i'm bent, it's the circus without a tent
Clowning all baby-face a** n***as who love hoes and pay rent
Give a chicken six cents for gucci boots (hell no!)
I rather mop the floor at a peep show
What part of "i'm the sh**?" don't you understand? (gooby b**h)
Your favorite rapper is a ras ka** fan
So, how many dykes do i flip on the daily?
Many money, just give me plenty henny remmy
Chorus: 8x again
Verse 3:
(well, that's true) damn, skippy
I put that on everything i love
Like when lucy was f**ing ricky
Got more stripes than adidas
I'm cavy like fish fetus
See money snit and bullsh** out-run cheetahs
Too much perputrating, not enough lyricism
Indo got you believing what your pen do
Faking pugilism, the evil you claim you and your man do
With a gloc, when you least likely to red dot a 7-up can
My man, understand, i got connections
So much doe in my pocket, i give my girl a yeast infection
I'm big-headed like babies with down syndrome
Is you a playa from the himalyas with jerome-rome
This one girl tried to billy jean me
But i was wearing two rubbers
So name that n***a, whodini (laughing)
Controversal reversal, this is my planet
You just a reebok commercial
Chorus
What, n***a, check, check, yeah
Uh, huh, yeah, yeah
This goes out to all the critics
You can s** the didick
Check this out for all the b**hes to the radio
Don't hate me though, you don't know me