Thursday, March 5, 2009

Lyric assignment

I could only do this for so long:

[Chorus:]
This is why I'm hot [2x]
No
This is why [2x] Uh
No
This is why I'm hot (Uh)
Goddammit NO
This is why I'm hot [2x] Whoo
I hope you get shot
This is why [2x]
How many fucking times… NO
This is why I'm hot
I can’t deal with this shit anymore
I'm hot cause I'm fly (fly)
You ain't cause you're not (Mims)
This is why [2x]
This is why I'm hot [2x]
Fuck you!

[Verse 1:]
This is why I'm hot
No you’re really not
I don't gotta rap
Please stop then
I can sell a mill saying nothing on the track
Probably because everyone will be so elated that you stopped rapping
I represent New York
Just because you like to go to the clubs in the Brooklyn hood doesn’t make you our rep, asshole
I got it on my back
Does that mean you have NY tattooed on your back? Are you really that much of a fucking loser?
Niggas say that we lost it
Now if I said nigga in a song I would be getting double teamed by Al Sharpton and Jesse Jackson so hard it would make those cops who shot that Amadu Dialu 42 times blush.
So I'm gonna bring it back
If I meet you in real life I want to backhand you across your face, I just hope its not a hate crime.
I love the dirty, dirty 'Cause niggas show me love
I don’t even understand what you’re trying to say here. Is this a sex joke? Epic fail!
The ladies start to bounce as soon as I hit the club
And you’re not talking about their asses
But in the Midwest they love to take it slow
Probably because they have no education
So when I hit the H, I watch you get it on the floor
You goddamn stupid motherfucker… whore begins with a W
And if you needed it hyphy, I take it to the Bay
I’m so sorry, I don’t speak stupid.
Frisco to Sac-town, they do it everyday
Hit whores? Sounds about right
Compton to Hollywood, as soon as I hit L.A. I'm in that low, low, I do it the Cali way
This makes no fucking sense. I get that you’re saying you traveled all over California, but that “low, low” and the “cali way” WTF. Just because two words rhyme doesn’t mean you should use them. Dumbass!
And when I hit Chi, people say that I'm fly
Are these “people” your parents?
They like the way I dress
Because your mommy still dresses you, you little bitch.
My attire move crowds from side to side
Because you smell worse than those kids from Slumdog Millionare
They ask me how I do it and simply I reply...
“I love balls”

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