
Ryan Reynolds OGR-Scintilla
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[Intro]
Woohoo
Let's go, boys
Greatest in Canada, greatest in Canada, greatest in Canada
[Chorus]
Bars hot as Ryan Reynolds
You ain't met a rapper better
Holy smokes, it's minus twenty
I ain't even need a sweater
'Cause I'm hot as Ryan Reynolds
You ain't met a rapper better
And they call me young poutine
Because I always got the cheddar
[Verse 1]
Said I'm cute like Ryan
Made a flute beat, it's fire
I'm the greatest rapper in Canada, buddy
Tell me that I'm lyin'
'Cause I do it without tryin'
Like a goose, I'm the flyest
Like a civic without winter tires
On the beat, I'm slidin'
[Verse 2]
Drake's livid prob'ly screaming
Into his pillow 'cause he's tired of
Being the second best rapper in Canada
He'll have to deal with it 'til I retire
And that could be a while, buddy
I'm just getting started
I got ice inside my veins
And my heart is like the Arctic
When it come to Canadian rapping
Nobody can match and nobody compete (Nobody compete)
'Cause my flow, it be flippin' and floppin'
Like Trudeau picking cabinet seats
And I did it myself from the top to the bottom
The rappin' and makin' the beat (Makin' the beat)
And I'm drippin' like John Gusteau
From head to toe, boots on my feet
And bars are hot
Woohoo
Let's go, boys
Greatest in Canada, greatest in Canada, greatest in Canada
[Chorus]
Bars hot as Ryan Reynolds
You ain't met a rapper better
Holy smokes, it's minus twenty
I ain't even need a sweater
'Cause I'm hot as Ryan Reynolds
You ain't met a rapper better
And they call me young poutine
Because I always got the cheddar
[Verse 1]
Said I'm cute like Ryan
Made a flute beat, it's fire
I'm the greatest rapper in Canada, buddy
Tell me that I'm lyin'
'Cause I do it without tryin'
Like a goose, I'm the flyest
Like a civic without winter tires
On the beat, I'm slidin'
[Verse 2]
Drake's livid prob'ly screaming
Into his pillow 'cause he's tired of
Being the second best rapper in Canada
He'll have to deal with it 'til I retire
And that could be a while, buddy
I'm just getting started
I got ice inside my veins
And my heart is like the Arctic
When it come to Canadian rapping
Nobody can match and nobody compete (Nobody compete)
'Cause my flow, it be flippin' and floppin'
Like Trudeau picking cabinet seats
And I did it myself from the top to the bottom
The rappin' and makin' the beat (Makin' the beat)
And I'm drippin' like John Gusteau
From head to toe, boots on my feet
And bars are hot
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