Mad Rapper (Interlude) Lyrics
Yo, yo, yo, yo son, what the f**k is all
Yo, where you get all that money from?
Say, yo, yo
Where the f**k you get that money from, son?
Royalty checks son, that Mase album
I told you shouldn't f**k wit' me on that shit, son
For real, that shit payed off
Nigga did his thing for a million
f**k all that so you f**k
Then you'll be shootin' me out of cannons and shit
Like that nigga (Nah, nah, nah)
f**k all that man, I got enough Rugrats man (I know)
Millions are dancin' to the video wit' Rugrats and shit
I got eight kids nigga (I, I know)
Before I leave they be dancin' to the video (That's my nephew)
Wit' your kids, nigga
I'm just sayin' so, so you ain't gotta ask me for my shit
You know what I'm sayin'?
I got my own bils too nigga, the f**k you talkin' 'bout?
But you be how could you people get yours, nigga
Is what I'm sayin'
Songwriter(s): Marlon J. Goodwin, Marlon James Goodman, Premro Smith, Leon Huff, Deric Micheal Angelettie
Copyright: Warner-tamerlane Pub., Deric Angelettie Music Inc., All My Publishing / Premro Publishing
Record Label(s): 1997 Bad Boy Records LLC for the United States and WEA International Inc for the world outside of the United States
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