Sebb - Cheese Factory lyrics

[Verse One: Mr. Eon] It was flipboard 20's, I'mma clown on the pounds Spitting about Bentley's I'mma walk around town [Copywrite] And I'm focused man Provoke this man You get ran over in your own promotions van [Mr. Eon] I be rockin' high tops, lace to my hamstrings And if E's a devil, let me do that damn thing [Copywrite] And to all you MC's light in the a**, just stop illin' I'm already about to Milk this sh**, we Top Billin' [Mr. Eon] Watch me Talk Like Sex to celebs that pour Cris' And then ask Will Smith for a Jada kiss [Copywrite] And you miss losers tricking, meet me in V.I.P On some R. Kelly sh**, I don't need to see I.D Give me the light, pa** the 'dro Brought the semi tonight In case any one of you want to fight, we blast you hoes Taking cash We'll take it fast and watch yourself Like you in the mirror and you 'bout to watch yourself [Hook: Mr. Eon] {x2} sh** on the airways sound funny to me A hundred MC's, all fronting and they running for cheese Catch them at they shows, they ducking MC's You ain't real, you're what your label wants you to be [Verse Two: Copywrite] Checkmates with Pete, keep stalling you lost your look Streets keep calling but can't get through, I'm off the hook And every noon I wake up to six phillies and three dimes, never early If I ain't high by 4:20 I'm 7-30 [Mr. Eon] I got a hummer in a Hummer, was the best I made It Benz over Mercedes, now it Escalade With all this p**y around me man I can't lock it up In Da Club, only 50 Cent in my pocket [Copywrite] Still hoes see me and they stop When I walk around the block Cause my watch gives new meaning to the phrase rock around the clock Watch us bang this heat out Coincidentally my heat rang The street I'm facing penalties for the brain to leak out High on three dimes and green trees, y'all felines fight But never seen cheese like Three Blind Mice And I'm hated by so many my foes got foes f**ing shrimp, such a pimp, my f**ing hoes got hoes [Hook] [Verse Three: Mr. Eon] I be cutting up that [?] to stop awhile Before you hear Mr. Eon rhyme like Chopper's style Dope or not, now there's still a hung jury But man I'm high enough and I'm buzz worthy [Copywrite] In [?] trunk I got a pump and a dollar So when I say I'm kicking a willy, holla We're jumping a baller And this ring don't fit dawg, got something that's smaller? f** it, my boy got a Pit, I'll put it up in his collar [Mr. Eon] The LP release date got me hardly ringing Take a big sh** uptown, I'll have Harlem Shaking She got open toes, f** hoes, I throw those Shooting in her face I make 'em look at [?] High & Mighty won't do that thing High & Mighty won't do that thing Copy now go [Copywrite] Copywrite won't do that thing Copywrite won't do that thing [Hook]