PROF - Bar Breaker lyrics

[Intro: Prof] Oh bless your heart, bless your heart Wooo! (Hey) Okay, I'm reloaded! Yeah Some heads talking about me like "That dude ain't a true rapper though, he ain't hip hop He ain't got those bars, bars, y'know what I'm talkin' about?" Whata, what, what does that make me, what am I really though? Y'know what I mean, uh [Verse 1: Prof] They call me the bar breaker You should kick me out the club I'm a big bad wolf, I'm a Jameson thug I wave Hi while I'm cave diving day high Coated in KY we'll orgy on the hay ride I hustle like an Ethiopian custodian Quick grab the trophies, you can leave behind the opium Executive American all the way from a derelict Drinking at the Sheraton, daring chicks into marriages Oh yeah, marry me baby Half hour later you can carry me, baby I'm skinny dipping, swimmin' with young Dominican women Last time I wasn't pimpin' it's been a minute (Hey) No need to pay me to, I'm drinking in some daisy dukes 80 proof, get retarded like a baby do I'm so good at rap that it's not even fair You know my sh** bangs, I ain't talking about hair Come on [Chorus x2] Hey, hey, hey, hey [Verse 2: Prof] 3 smoking hot chicks and a couple of babes Call me the mailman how I come every day If you ain't feeling my sh** it's completely understandable I'm beyond rap, homie I'm speakin' animal Think about leaving they callin' me bro Finish a bottle and I'm good to go Know you're all lame, and I'm not even Bo So untouchable I'm in the zone Fall back De be deep de be deep, what'cha call that Lift the dick, better lick to the ball sack Bring a fifth to the kid and I'm on that Ooo-ryeohken! They all on my new sh**, thugs and the students Girl I'm a cowboy, baby I'm a nuisance I'm a problem, tell me that you love me You could be a model it don't matter if you chubby Tickle tickle I'm always in the middle Give me trouble, big girls they make me feel so little Take your clothes off, we're streaking in my kitchen Hunting, fishing, f**ing, kissing [Chorus x2] Hey, hey, hey, hey [Verse 3: Prof] I'm buck wild, I never have it together Have you noticed I leave every show on a stretcher? Prof in the amberlamp, on his way to the hotel These hoes smell I hope the blow job goes well Whiskey in my IV, bo*er in my boxers I'm always with some Rosario Dawson impostors Head like a dil*o, back is made of rubber I'm like the energizer bunny, I'm a tough mother (Hey) Tomorrow's my birthday I'll sign up for karate And I'll kidnap the sensei and get the black belt probably I know you seen me win the beef with John Stamos A hundred years from now that show will still be on cable "What kind of man is this? high on medical cannabis Startin' riots on campuses, no one should be a fan of this." Listen closely I'm not gonna shout I've tried being humble it's just not working out