[Verse 1: Tabi Bonney]
I saw a rapper that got robbed for his
Now that's what I call off the chain
My dream truck is the Range
I grew up looking up to *Jaley Dane*
Whose score off the drop my name
So imagine what I get cause I'm the mane
Fake k**ers got awful aim
Internet thugs talkin' 'bout, "do you do AIM?"
Tryna touch battle raps for change
Talkin' 'bout what your numbers, bro, it ain't a game
Dudes ask them girls what they drink
While Tabi askin' girls what they think
Tryna see what's up with they head
And if it's all bu*ter then maybe we can break bread
Girlies be off they meds
Like a shape up, they got a awesome edge
[Scratched hook]
I'm like the best
DUHH!
[Verse 2: Tabi Bonney]
And I ain't the one to complain
I ain't a sport's fanatic, but what's up with the game?
The industry is so mundane
Everybody is a kin to me now I got fame
Tell me why they so fake
Like bags hold down Georgetown off the lake
Them Africans is coming up
I should know. I'm one of them. Wale, what up?
Gucci sneaks on my feet
*Bunay round waist hurt label feet*
Obviously I sleep around
I'mma stay a swinger 'til my feet hit the ground
[Hook]
[Samples]
We know you got soul, so you know you gotta lace it
*We know you wear your hair but* hit em hard with the Basics
We told them fluke dudes to get off that gay sh**
Get off, get off, get off, get off, get off, back
Get off, my, my, my, my my back
[Outro: Tabi Bonney]
I'd like to give a shout out to, uh, Biz Markie, Salt-N-Pepa, MC Lite, Run DMC, Eric B. & Rakim, EPMD, Special Ed, Big Daddy Kane. My homeboy Hazique Ali, Rocker T 6, Grizlee, Veggie Black, Luda, Mac, Mike Moves Swing, Eric B
DUHH!