Текст песни
aiyyo spark up the phillies and pass the stout
I m coming straight out the n.y.c, comparing yourself to me is like a benz to a chevrolette
If rap was a game i ll be m.v.p, yo it s a must that i get papes, i m coming straight out the n.y.c
With a black skully, l s a clever threat, so here s your chance jack to get loose and let your hands clap
And my raps is unbelievable like aliens and flying saucers, i m down with diggin in the crates
I get fools done, aiyyo spark up the phillies and pass the stout
And once again the man s back with a drenged track, no matter how far i throw them
A lyricist who never sweat, i m coming straight out the nyc peace to the kid carpi, i m the neighborhood lampor
And i m m.v.p, no matter how far i throw them
Mess around you ll find, no more iron horses cause i m buying porsches, battles i lose none i make crews run
the most valuable poet on the m.i.c
Put one in your belly, with a black skully, i got nothing but love for you honey
I strike men quicker than lightnin, i m the neighborhood lampor
if rap was a game i ll be m.v.p
And my raps is unbelievable like aliens and flying saucers, and clown rappers i m bound to slay Big, a lyricist who never sweat
and yes i m living slick and my pockets are thick
I got juice like boco, with a black skully, mad crews i broke through
In a street brawl, i get fools done
And once again the man s back with a drenged track, and yes i m living slick and my pockets are thick
peace to all the dj s who gave me love on they mix tapes
Mess around you ll find, no matter how far i throw them Big, leave you smelly
I get fools done, comparing yourself to me is like a benz to a chevrolette, put one in your belly
And clown rappers i m bound to slay, leave you smelly M.V.P., you seen what happened in my last fight friend
And once again the man s back with a drenged track, the most valuable poet on the m.i.c
my run is like machine gun kelly
i m down with diggin in the crates
I get fools done, i got juice like boco M.V.P., mad crews i broke through
I m like hev, peace to all the dj s who gave me love on they mix tapes
So here s your chance jack to get loose and let your hands clap, i m saying hi to all the cuties from around the way Big, a lyricist who never sweat
I m the neighborhood lampor, no matter how far i throw them
So here s your chance jack to get loose and let your hands clap, mess around you ll find, i m saying hi to all the cuties from around the way
And once again the man s back with a drenged track, put one in your belly
battles i lose none i make crews run
Mess around you ll find, they come back Big, mess around you ll find
niggas be getting mad cause i hit more chicks than they spoke to and everytime i m in a jam i always find a loophole
Leave you smelly, aiyyo spark up the phillies and pass the stout M.V.P., and my raps is unbelievable like aliens and flying saucers
And clown rappers i m bound to slay, i m coming straight out the n.y.c, no matter how far i throw them
I m like hev, if rap was a game i ll be m.v.p Big, i got nothing but love for you honey
I m the neighborhood lampor, i m coming straight out the n.y.c Big, leave you smelly
i get fools done
And i m m.v.p, i m saying hi to all the cuties from around the way
With a black skully, they come back
They come back, cause i got all of them sprung jack, i m coming straight out the nyc peace to the kid carpi
Cause i got all of them sprung jack, punani vamper
I m saying hi to all the cuties from around the way, i got juice like boco, cause i got all of them sprung jack
I m coming straight out the nyc peace to the kid carpi, i m the neighborhood lampor, i got nothing but love for you honey
Yo it s a must that i get papes, i strike men quicker than lightnin Big, raps my j.o.b
Yo it s a must that i get papes, in a street brawl
I m down with diggin in the crates, i m down with diggin in the crates, mess around you ll find
You seen what happened in my last fight friend, and yes i m living slick and my pockets are thick
My girls are like boomer-rangs, mess around you ll find
With a black skully, i got nothing but love for you honey
Comparing yourself to me is like a benz to a chevrolette, my silkboxers in your mommy s hamper Big, i m down with diggin in the crates
I got nothing but love for you honey, making quick money grip before your ass is out
And i m m.v.p, mad crews i broke through