I wanna be, I service you with a smirk, I wanna be, show you the way like a fly! I don't be, you might be bad, but I'm worse, So worse! I don't wanna be, call me Minnesota Nice! I wanna be, I'm staying fresh,
I'm stayin fresh to death, fucker, check the kicks! Pimpin 101, homes, the lesson is. Man really ugly and she is worse, Who wants to volunteer to Me first! Smelling like a platypus like a hippo, See the girls scream as as I step out the limo. Just because we share the same mic don't mean you either, any shirt can be a wife beater. There go Prof on 'em again. Follow a couple women and I holler 'em in. Take 'em to the dollar or bar with the friends, be callin' again, you can call it a win! All I do is do it, in my Buick, Prof get the ... like, oh do it! I grab a couple of bars, I'm living with a full, Everybody are together now, the whistle.
[Mr. Poole] It's official, been made aware of the ratio, Now all I care is (gears?) and fellatio. The of a man's career on your Casio, Control your battle and fly you off the patio, wants money off the microphone, So can just...and drop a Viper on some chrome. But I'm the classiest or the trashiest, I'm planet exists on the of Minneapolis. And I'm the catalyst for world lyricism, Be glad that your chick is blast in in her system! She loves that rock rhythm presentation, Fallen rap stars used to in her basement. year the flash dated six point five, Head shots appear making this joint live And affect again my man. Now show some respect and a gentleman's hand.
[Felipe Ah, I'm like a breath of air, mother fucker with that long ass hair. I mean to be tasteless, thought I take a second to explain my greatness. I'm an of how to step your game up, Aim up, when I'm out huntin' you ducks. Ride through my entertaining your sister, Bass bumpin old (solberry kickers?) I'm trying to it like a T.I. Is, I hope you catch a (know?), what you know about I'm so bad, like a single parent with her hair all did, But her kids is sloppy! You can't stop me, the brakes on this Chevy, fast, try to catch the homies ... It's heavy, hit the gym to take my weight up, It's bigger than your block homeboy, so your state up.
Came up the way and put my name up, Now why would anybody wanna slug? Straight up, your heart pump snake blood! Fuck you and the you take up! My eyes are red cause my life in I put my up on the table where they slice the bread! Boast and brag my toe gets tagged, Old men swagger a grocery bag! I go one for the road, two for the encore, Couple more make you feel like you're holding floor! You ain't a whore, cause make money, You're just a bum somebody's DNA on your tummy. Ask your 'bout Atmosphere, Went to the hell and got a rap career! Now I walk the place with the grace of a John Deer, And then face got weird!
I don't be, I service you with a smirk, I don't be, show you the way like a fly! I don't be, you might be bad, but I'm worse, So worse! I don't wanna be, they me Minnesota Nice!