I got these mother fucking beats on standby
At my disposal, and I use em when the time's right
But if the price is right
I might fly in tonight
Break you off a cut
for my cut
then the catch the next flight
Out
Out of your city
Back to Mississippi
Where the beaches are shitty
But the girls are kinda pretty
One day I'll wake up bigger than P Diddy
And if not, then fuck it, guess I'll settle for Fiddy
I'm telling you
Making net revenue
Off my lack of swagger
And it's nothing new
Every time we comin through
See you taking notes
In the back of the show
Coppin all my shit
How low can you go
Replicate success
From the best
Can't be mad atcha
Put me to the test
I suggest
You hedge your bets on us
And when you look back at this day and time
That's when you'll know the game was already mine (m-m-m-mine)
And people keep telling me
Sampling is felony
But I got one last word to say
I handcraft these beats all night and day
Like it ain't nothing
Like a kid can play
Make that sound pop
Mix it in with the rock
Slowing climbing up the charts
Pulling out all the stops
One day I'll wake up bigger than P Diddy
And if not, then fuck it, nothing wrong with Fiddy
Full speed ahead
Can't wind up dead
I'm the getaway driver
But I'm trapped in your head
Some people say you'd be better off dead
In the interests of self-preservation
Nothing less can be said
You should hear the shit
People come up wit
Coming up to me
You better fall back for your legs get whipped
I'll send you home crying
Got no problem with it
Gotcha screaming for your mama
Like ya wanna suck a tit
We're the sweatshop of hits
With a name so raunchy
can't get touched with a 20 foot stick
And on our grave and tombs
It'll read died while dropping those booms
When you mess with the best
then you die like the rest
Revel in my sound
Mother fucker this is not a test
When you mess with the best
then you die like the rest
Mother fucker listen to my sounds
This is not a test
At my disposal, and I use em when the time's right
But if the price is right
I might fly in tonight
Break you off a cut
for my cut
then the catch the next flight
Out
Out of your city
Back to Mississippi
Where the beaches are shitty
But the girls are kinda pretty
One day I'll wake up bigger than P Diddy
And if not, then fuck it, guess I'll settle for Fiddy
I'm telling you
Making net revenue
Off my lack of swagger
And it's nothing new
Every time we comin through
See you taking notes
In the back of the show
Coppin all my shit
How low can you go
Replicate success
From the best
Can't be mad atcha
Put me to the test
I suggest
You hedge your bets on us
And when you look back at this day and time
That's when you'll know the game was already mine (m-m-m-mine)
And people keep telling me
Sampling is felony
But I got one last word to say
I handcraft these beats all night and day
Like it ain't nothing
Like a kid can play
Make that sound pop
Mix it in with the rock
Slowing climbing up the charts
Pulling out all the stops
One day I'll wake up bigger than P Diddy
And if not, then fuck it, nothing wrong with Fiddy
Full speed ahead
Can't wind up dead
I'm the getaway driver
But I'm trapped in your head
Some people say you'd be better off dead
In the interests of self-preservation
Nothing less can be said
You should hear the shit
People come up wit
Coming up to me
You better fall back for your legs get whipped
I'll send you home crying
Got no problem with it
Gotcha screaming for your mama
Like ya wanna suck a tit
We're the sweatshop of hits
With a name so raunchy
can't get touched with a 20 foot stick
And on our grave and tombs
It'll read died while dropping those booms
When you mess with the best
then you die like the rest
Revel in my sound
Mother fucker this is not a test
When you mess with the best
then you die like the rest
Mother fucker listen to my sounds
This is not a test
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