T-Pain - Muffaga lyrics

[Intro] Uh, uh, uh, uh Teddy, uh, uh Listen up [Verse 1 + Ad-Libs] All you gotta do is call 1-9 hunned (hunned) Son I’m stunnin’ (stunnin’) You just a miscarriage (what?) Son not coming (With what?) With nothing, b**h I’m sweet now This n***a’s big enough to make a sticked-up cheeck sound (goddamn!) Teddy Propane (pain) Lyrical c**aine Custom made outfit (yeah) Flyer than four planes (woah!) How could you deny the genius of my work ethic (damn) Cause all you crazy a** n***as that need to work edit (yeah) I need to take my medication on the daily basis I got some sh** inside of me and I can’t wait to say this Cause I’m a lose a lot of friends in the process But this the ones that been f**ing up all my progress But I digress and you die slow I ain’t ate enough rappers, I need ’bout five mo’ But before I style on ’em, let me cover up Cause I don’t want no rap stains on my bu*ton-up (Yeah)