Art of Uff Uffie

[Intro]
I know, I know, you're so tired to hear about what I do
About what I smoke, what I drink, what I cook for my husband
All the travels I do, all the shit I got for free
It's just like it's all about me
Me, me, me, all the time
I so understand you, but guess what?
Me and my stupid flow, me and my Myspace
With only 3 tracks a year
And they still talk about me?
Damn, one, two, three

[Verse 1]
Let me bless this beat, I am the one they call Uff
I am the diamond in the rough, I came to fuck shit up
You know Paris is on the map, we got the freshest sound
Your kid is digging all our tracks, the verses please your mom
You might have seen me on the tour with my cowboy boots
Kicking the electronic crowd with my hip hop roots
I get higher and higher each time you're playing my track
This sound is smacking your ass, my voice is touching your heart
So bang your head, you silly bitch, I know you're feeling the heat
The noise is running through your spinal column down to your feet
You've got to let yourself go, Uffie is taking you out
A place you've never seen before, and you might never come back
Here is my flight commander suit, your ears might hurt a bit
But I'll make sure you get a treat when we fly off this beat
It's time to return your seat to the upright position
You will find me available to answer your questions