Lyrics:
Written by Dennis DeYoung
Lead Vocals by Dennis DeYoung
I flip the switch on my laser video
And there's the man staring back at me
He starts
wanna be right now, don't know the time
Check the hour on your sundial, watch me shine
Drunk off of cheap wine
Each line be on point when I speak mine
And by the way, you rappin' Nigga's,
I don't like you neitha'.
I mean, "either," proper gramma',
Pop a camera, man on that rap, DVD propaganda.
Yeah,
with them fucked up names of them flavors
I remember puttin' weed in my videos, niggas thought I was insane
Now every time I turn on a video, I see
with them fucked up names of them flavors
I remember puttin' weed in my videos, niggas thought I was insane
Now every time I turn on a video, I see
Their dying wow, wannabes are crying now
He votes em out, time to throw in the towl
Shows based on reality, oh the humanity
Oh the these family shows,
and Prowler
[Mannie:] DVD to the TV that mean you can HOLLA!
[Mannie Fresh]
Rims - 22, chick - 22, Dick about 22
Playboy, now who the fuck are you?
I'm mister
wanna be right now, don't know the time
Check the hour on your sundial, watch me shine
Drunk off of cheap wine
Each line be on point when I speak mine
We're in the middle of one of the largest and most successful
Consumer electronics introductions right now
With a product called DVD
Yes, this is
All right now, now listen
Little girl walkin' down the street
She gotta subway smile & a heart in heat
Say I'll work it for you daddy
(Work it for
cream
Ain't nobody fuckin' with you, girl, I like the way you're shaped
Ain't wasting no time, I'ma fuck you right now, freaking to Jodeci
Ain't nobody
doe
A nigga fin' to shoot a new video
So I'm fin' to take a trip out to Cali yo
Took a flight, ten of us in a group
Hit the West coast, now I'm
down like that
We can go to this place by the railroad track
It has a room with a view, just right for two
Equipped with the accessories to get you in
killin' these bitches)
Yeah, now imagine a group of little girls nine through twelve
On the internet watchin' videos listenin' to songs by themselves
Yo, let's get back to the hardcore right now
Underground hip-hop yo (*foreign singing*)
This one's a gangsta tune, whassup fosha?
I'mma send this one
knows how to handle this here
Now I look forward to goin' home at night
Brother does mo right, under the candlelight
Wax upon my back, can I handle all
listening to the radio
And a song comes on and a not far off from being born
Doesn't know the difference between right and wrong
Now I ain't trying to make it
You can get a glimpse of the one that they call Mo.
Mr. Low-pro, fans peepin' like there he go.
Two lane now, put yo' bite on me.
Y'all done waited
And you DVD killing niggas be
Scared to come outside
Now where they do that at
Shoot I'mma shoot it back
You dudes be rapping like money like
I ain't used
right now)
Gettin' cabbage, and all my bitches nasty (my bitches nasty)
I'm higher than your fashion (Dior)
And if they ask, I'm taxin'
You're
thinking that the trouble would wait
But then I jump right in
A week later returned, I reckon she was only looking for a lover to burn
But I gave her my time
Give me some arcade yo
Give me some arcade yo
Get in the car
You be stopped by the old buckets
I got my arcade go
I drive right to this car
Drive right
blessed with i'm
Not always going to say thing
S the perfect way, the
Right way, but I'ma say how I feel right way
But I'ma say how I feel
Right now, I will
rejected your video, so what do you want us to do?
You should consider yourself lucky,
Any other major label would've dropped you by now.
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