Tater Chips - Cool Dudes lyrics
[Da Reel MC] Yo, I'm Da Reel , 4 Broz by Broz Man, I'm drunk as sh** and I don't care who knows I'm making capital gains from my rapping and fame I'll blow your sister with a twister when I'm making it rain I got a colorful flow, that's why I'm covered in dough Like mace to your face, you're seeing double at our show You other rappers are a bore, it's a chore, need I say more I'm like the juicy apple, you're like the rotten core You other rappers are a pest, you should give it a rest You're a bunch of little birdies chirping up in your nest But me, I'm a hawk with a ten foot co*k I'm hitting top of the pops while you're sh**ting on the sidewalk I'll keep on flowing til my hip don't hop They call me the toaster cause I make tarts pop I got more raps than Reynolds, I got more rhymes than Busta My puns fill your buns with General Custer When I make my last stand, I'll have the mic in my hand f**ed the world and had a child, parenthood was never planned I'm drinking gin and tonic, tie it in with some chronic I'll make your girl's a** shake like plate tectonics When I'm up on it, I spit verse like a sonnet I leer like Shakespeare when I can see up your bonnet Let me turn it over now to my man, Tater Chips As he toasts the Holy Ghost as the words flow from his lips [Tater Chips] Uncle Pattie's Uncle drunk, so please remain calm I don't write lyrics, motherf**er I write psalms People always say I got the world in my hand When I whip out my co*k at the poetry slam Got flint stones larger than the Hoover Dam Got two scoops of flavor like Raisin Bran Like Poison Ivy, I'll make you itch Bust a nut on your bread, call it a Tater Sandwich I'mma I'mma B, wait I already am Cause I'm snatching up your babies in an unmarked van Quit your boo-hooing, it's not so bad Forget about your parents, Tater Chips is your new dad! [Da Reel MC and Tater Chips] Earth - pack the bowl Fire - spark the spark Wind and water - s**ing bubble - that sh**'s good for your heart When Captain Planet arrives, you know what we're gonna do? We save the world together - know why? Because we're cool dudes Billion dollar yachts, drinking fresh pots Cause we are the haves and you're the have-nots Got platinum plaques - three laudramats Got stacks of Dominos as tall as Fats Selling coke in Belize, saving kitties from trees Like school girls and priests, got those ladies on their knees Double fisting beers like it's our careers Time Magazine calls us Cool Dudes of the Year Diamonds on our wrist, gold teeth in our face Iconic rap status, that's Matt and Pat Chase