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4 broz by broz - cool dudes lyrics

[da reel mc]
yo, i’m da reel , 4 broz by broz
man, i’m drunk as sh-t and i don’t care who knows
i’m making capital gains from my rapping and fame
i’ll blow your sister with a twister when i’m making it rain
i got a colorful flow, that’s why i’m covered in dough
like mace to your face, you’re seeing double at our show
you other rappers are a bore, it’s a ch0r-, need i say more
i’m like the juicy apple, you’re like the rotten core
you other rappers are a pest, you should give it a rest
you’re a bunch of little birdies chirping up in your nest
but me, i’m a hawk with a ten foot c-ck
i’m hitting top of the pops while you’re sh-tting on the sidewalk
i’ll keep on flowing til my hip don’t hop
they call me the toaster cause i make tarts pop
i got more raps than reynolds, i got more rhymes than busta
my puns fill your buns with general custer
when i make my last stand, i’ll have the mic in my hand
f-cked the world and had a child, parenthood was never planned
i’m drinking gin and tonic, tie it in with some chronic
i’ll make your girl’s -ss shake like plate tectonics
when i’m up on it, i spit verse like a sonnet
i leer like shakespeare when i can see up your bonnet
let me turn it over now to my man, tater chips
as he toasts the holy ghost as the words flow from his lips

[tater chips]
uncle pattie’s uncle drunk, so please remain calm
i don’t write lyrics, motherf-cker i write psalms
people always say i got the world in my hand
when i whip out my c-ck at the poetry slam
got flint stones larger than the hoover dam
got two scoops of flavor like raisin bran
like poison ivy, i’ll make you itch
bust a nut on your bread, call it a tater sandwich
i’mma i’mma b, wait i already am
cause i’m sn-tching up your babies in an unmarked van
quit your boo-hooing, it’s not so bad
forget about your parents, tater chips is your new dad!

[da reel mc and tater chips]
earth – pack the bowl
fire – spark the spark
wind and water – sucking bubble – that sh-t’s good for your heart
when captain planet arrives, you know what we’re gonna do?
we save the world together – know why? because we’re cool dudes
billion dollar yachts, drinking fresh pots
cause we are the haves and you’re the have-nots
got platinum plaques – three laudramats
got stacks of dominos as tall as fats
selling c0ke in belize, saving kitties from trees
like school girls and priests, got those ladies on their knees
double fisting beers like it’s our careers
time magazine calls us cool dudes of the year
diamonds on our wrist, gold t–th in our face
iconic rap status, that’s matt and pat chase

- 4 broz by broz lyrics

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