Wheelie Cyberman - Jz75 lyrics

[Wheelie Cyberman] Hey Look at me I'm an emcee! (bling bling!) I make enough money to be in Forbes magazine But I still keep it mean, baby (grrr!) See? Rap about two things, guns and heat And semiautomatics I'm dramatically emphatic 'bout my dick size And thick thighs I'm an addict Champagne (Pop!) That cork in my bubble bath And these spiritual cats Are so whack It makes me laugh Like [All] Ha ha- ha ha- ha ha- ha ha- Hey wooooo Ha ha- ha ha- ha ha- ha ha- Hey wooooo [Broken English] Hi Here is the eminent hip-hop Take an Impala and bubblegum pop Add a little Cristal to the compound Doo rag, Timbaland boots and you got it down You're underground Now you know, that to sound dope You'll need that ice and a rope? Black locs and a fur coat Matching wristbands on the hands To go with the color of the Kangol Tally ho! Front like a rock star Push cars like a Benz or a Jaguar By far the best dressed on the scene And emcee on the cover of Seventeen Once real But now you got a pop feel Eating veal out at five-course meals No longer reel-to-reel And all you gotta do is sell out! Wow! What a great deal! [Wheelie Cyberman] Now what's left for me to do Prove myself back with another crew Hit some of these speakers, man, this *pause* isn't new Been through every state I might have *pause* there too Now you Tell me what the hey can I do Wash down lyrics drinking Northwest brew Even when I'm *pause* up, I never miss a cue Challenge any rapper, anywhere No matter who with the *rapid beatboxing* Then I'm through Taking over stages like it ought to be a coup If you heard me kick it then b**h, you heard it's true Make you get down for the folks so pure Just a few ticks of the box that I prove Back from Indiana still *pause*-ing Bellevue Erase my face got my family going "Who?" Cause I take five birds Keep 'em locked in my zoo with the [All] Ha ha- ha ha- ha ha- ha ha- Hey wooooo Ha ha- ha ha- ha ha- ha ha- Hey wooooo [Wheelie Cyberman] Look at me I'm an emcee! (bling bling!) I make enough money to be in Forbes magazine But I still keep it mean, baby (grrr!) See? Rap about two things, guns and heat And semiautomatics I'm dramatically emphatic 'bout my dick size And thick thighs I'm an addict Champagne (Pop!) That cork in the bubble bath Man, these spiritual cats Are so whack It makes me laugh [All] Ha ha- ha ha- ha ha- ha ha- Hey wooooo