[Intro]
What we have here is a very, serious delicate situation
Lots of people out here always ridin the dick, hmmph
But check this out
I like your style, I like your stride
And I like your motivation
But the Late Show, we ain't standin for that shit
So my man right here he wrote a little song about it
Why don't you sing it
[Verse 1]
Ring the, alarm, here comes, the Com
Call me Mr. Hollywood -- check it out!
Ring the, alarm, here comes, the Com
Call me Mr. Hollywood
On the Goodship, Lollipop
Pop goes the lolli lolli, for I'm, the Jolly
Good Fellow, he-llo? Is anybody there?
I'm not a step, so don't stare
Because I Rock-well I always feel like, I always feel like
Somebody's watchin me, ooh, somebody's watchin me
It's gotta be that, that that that nigga that sweat my shit
I say say say, "Black get off the 'zack you block my urinal tract"
I gotta go pee-pee, yo you don't know me
You're just a new kid on my jock, tip-seekin and you're phony
It's my little pony and you cannot get a ride
So when you see me homey, just please just step aside
Step aside, not talkin wlidside, I'm comin from the Southside
Where the ruffnecks reign; if you can't stand it, don't go outside
Cause it's hot I got the stuff to call your bluff and pull your card
And nowadays it's all these dick kids, that wanna be hard
You're fraudulent, I can tell a pussy by his scent
So sorry, but the van got tipped
And out is how I'm lookin, I'm lookin out for my people
I'm fly like I'm fly like but me don't have no eagle
Beat the beater with the juice, how far would you go to
You're never gonna get it, woo-wooh-wooh-wooh!
You wasn't down from the jump, so why you wanna criss cross?
You no business buyin, insecure junkyard motherfucker
Get lost, cause youse a sucker
What we have here is a very, serious delicate situation
Lots of people out here always ridin the dick, hmmph
But check this out
I like your style, I like your stride
And I like your motivation
But the Late Show, we ain't standin for that shit
So my man right here he wrote a little song about it
Why don't you sing it
[Verse 1]
Ring the, alarm, here comes, the Com
Call me Mr. Hollywood -- check it out!
Ring the, alarm, here comes, the Com
Call me Mr. Hollywood
On the Goodship, Lollipop
Pop goes the lolli lolli, for I'm, the Jolly
Good Fellow, he-llo? Is anybody there?
I'm not a step, so don't stare
Because I Rock-well I always feel like, I always feel like
Somebody's watchin me, ooh, somebody's watchin me
It's gotta be that, that that that nigga that sweat my shit
I say say say, "Black get off the 'zack you block my urinal tract"
I gotta go pee-pee, yo you don't know me
You're just a new kid on my jock, tip-seekin and you're phony
It's my little pony and you cannot get a ride
So when you see me homey, just please just step aside
Step aside, not talkin wlidside, I'm comin from the Southside
Where the ruffnecks reign; if you can't stand it, don't go outside
Cause it's hot I got the stuff to call your bluff and pull your card
And nowadays it's all these dick kids, that wanna be hard
You're fraudulent, I can tell a pussy by his scent
So sorry, but the van got tipped
And out is how I'm lookin, I'm lookin out for my people
I'm fly like I'm fly like but me don't have no eagle
Beat the beater with the juice, how far would you go to
You're never gonna get it, woo-wooh-wooh-wooh!
You wasn't down from the jump, so why you wanna criss cross?
You no business buyin, insecure junkyard motherfucker
Get lost, cause youse a sucker
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