Snubnose Frankenstein - Gold Blackberry (GBB) lyrics

(Pharrell vocals) (*clears throat*) Cut it, cut it, we'll do it, we'll do it Up close, up close and Barbara Walters style (R$vpMitch vocals) I be that godly apprentice, make em all feel delivered, b**hes sware I was different by the form of my sentence x Listen, You rapping n***as just some pawns when it's finished, peeped the shows, videos I bet they all think it's chicken, they just lost in the sauce all in the sauce what I'm whipping x Now they all want some type of a form of the attention x Want a king, snatch his queen and watch him cough off the digits x We just interview they girls, It's probably wrong but it's business x n***as really friend and foes but do a song for credentials, I ain't on that type of time just from cloth I was knitted x Say they run the town, it's farm when I visit x Mascots ga**ing heads, talking far more than b**hes, least you paid the n***a right, just got the wrong set intentions x Meanwhile these groupies on a full force for expenses, Boss b**hes, wifey n***as, see we all get the picture x Quit fronting, that's whatchu broad gotchu you Christmas x Dirty palms itchin, her thong glisten, cigar fixings from blonde b**hes with charm listen x I kicks flavor with calm behavior, Stuyvesant n***a and southern playa x Came up from skelly tops and nowalaters to Benz seats that OG's favor x CLA's ain't in the range a things, down play ya dreams, like that sh**s not order x My ex b**hes know Geechi more Geechi than Florida, Talk in creole formula, suppressed shots by foreigners (it ain't no warning em) x Spying on the blueprint, yous a duffess, yall dick riding each other's two cents with confused grins x Poster child for the culture, but so how you get hold of, all my styles, copying em down, till I expose em x Refurbished rappers running around wanting exposure, Acting boucher, I turn Carl Banks with shoulder x All I see is hype-beast fiends forming a circle,Major lames off internet fame,Stephens and Urkles x My 9-9, janitor time, studio perfect, I Q-MC nerds like Sarah Burton, yall n***as nervous x Like virgins, fooling with mags improper, now ya main chick reciting ryhmes from Poppa, While I count my dollas (Outro) - Biggie smalls in the studio (90s circa)