I Gotcha

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Lupe Fiasco

Wasalu Muhammad Jaco (born February 16, 1982), better known by his stage name Lupe Fiasco ( /ˈluːpeɪ/ LOO-pay), is an American rapper, record producer, and entrepreneur. He rose to fame in 2006 following the success of his debut album, Lupe Fiasco's Food & Liquor. He also performs as the fro… more »

They call me Lupe, I'll be your new day
They wanna smell like me, they want my bouquet But they can't they accented like the UK Turn that ude Lupe to Pepe Le Peu spray Fragrantly fragrant and they can't escape me
My perfume pursued them everywhere that they went
You don't want a loan leave my cologne alone
It's a little to strong for you to be putting on Trust me I say this justly I went from musty to musky and y'all can't mush me
I warn y'all cornballs I hush puppies The swans in the pond call my duck ugly
But now they hug me because its lovely They love the aroma of a roamer of the world Got the shakers and the skaters and the players and the girls Keep the fakers and the flakers and the haters in a twirl 
You want the flava ma, hey I got cha
You want the realness, well I got cha
I know you sick of them players big car and watch ya Either they pimps or they macks or they mobsters 
You want the real shit, hey I got cha
You see ma people here, you know we proper You know we do it right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right 

And I'm from Chi-Town that's where I flies round
Keep some Cartier frames over my eyes now
We used to gangbang a lot of that done died down Children of the hat tiltin' keepin hope alive now
All with no high I do It so fly
Bank caesar tack helicopter with the bow tie
I love my city really hope that God bless it
Have my mind moving faster than that hog in the hedges Welcome all of y'all to my dark recesses This is where I keep the bars like bathtub edges
My Ivories And My Doves My Levers and my Zests It takes half of your bubble bath to match the freshness The belly of the beast you know I'm from it
I wrap it in a towel here go my pal in the stomach And I be on my green like Irish Spring and I Coast Fudge wit It and get a mouth full of soap

You want the flava ma, hey I got cha
You want the realness, well I got cha
I know you sick of them players big car and watch ya Either they pimps or they macks or they mobsters 

And so to sign off, this beat I rhyme off
Is from the Thelonious P and Hugo Mind Boss
You feel it in the air, its such a fine force But you don't hear me though, just like a mimes toss
That's 'cause I'm in Europe, me and my friends tour a
I'm on my pimp, my temperature is temperer I take it easy on my watch I'm watchin TV Am I clean as my her-re-shy's, see the hare is trying to beat me
I continue to do Lu's pace
They say him got two heads and four eyes just like screwface But see my secret's safe its in my secret safe
That's in my secret room on my secret base
So from the runner of the FNF crew
Come in hip hop we've come to resurrect You
You, You, You, You, You, You, You, You, You, You, You


You want the flava ma, hey I got cha
You want the realness, well I got cha
I know you sick of them players big car and watch ya Either they pimps or they macks or they mobsters

Written by: LUPE FIASCO, PHARRELL WILLIAMS, PHARRELL L WILLIAMS

Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group

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