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hopie - yummy lyrics

verse 1:
looks like a fade on the fresh prince
6fingers, raps come from outer sp-ce
hopie spitter, when i rub the hearts of men
let me end like hypno[?] fillin’ hope like osmosis
focus, listen to the teacher people
if ya seek yo equal, yo i’m not her imposter
i’m the featured speaker on this roster
never heard a better wordsmith than spits
it’s worthless, i got serious now
the sound ya fearin’ is out, n0body feelin’ ya style
against my rap game
all i’m sayin’s i’m the queen of the charts
now what will i get the blood spark for the gun talk

hook:
yummy, so many emcees in my tummy
yummy, so many emcees in my tummy
yummy, so many emcees in my tummy
don’t get ideas, act funny, ya can’t touch

yummy, so many emcees in my tummy
yummy, so many emcees in my tummy
yummy, so many emcees in my tummy
don’t get ideas, act funny, ya can’t touch

verse 2:
d-mn, she’s workin’ it now, got it worse than a child
doin’ a candy store, pocket what she can’t afford huh
rock it like a candy paint accord
pop it like a snapple bottle, drop like apple bottom model does
relax yo neck, it’s a bad look
shook ‘cause ya let a female get ya game took
look like you wasn’t impressed but flex a lung
i check your p-wn
the queen is serving you, i do this for thoughts
you’re hurtin’ for my verses on your best of songs
take shots, i ain’t worried ‘cause my bets is on
say whatever you’re sayin’ about me
‘cause i’m playin’ the game takin’ names as bounty

hook:
yummy, so many emcees in my tummy
yummy, so many emcees in my tummy
yummy, so many emcees in my tummy
don’t get ideas, act funny, ya can’t touch

yummy, so many emcees in my tummy
yummy, so many emcees in my tummy
yummy, so many emcees in my tummy
don’t get ideas, act funny, ya can’t touch

bridge:
‘cause i’m hittin’ the scene and i mean it
i’m the meanest emcee you ever seen kids
weak rappers ‘bout to be devoured
it’s your final hours, what’chu wanna do?

i’m hittin’ the scene and i mean it
i’m the meanest emcee you ever seen kids
weak rappers ‘bout to be devoured
it’s your final hours, what’chu wanna do?

verse 3:
and it’s comin’ true, every prophecy
the way it oughta be, no rapper will be stoppin’ me
you can’t copy me, i’m so original
even at molecular levels, i make ‘em minuscule
with every lyric you’ll be hatin’ my swagger
waitin’ on my actions, wishin’ i waved at’cha
got visions of grandeur playin’ across your face
b-tches never know when they be chillin’ on my plate

hook:
yummy, so many emcees in my tummy
yummy, so many emcees in my tummy
yummy, so many emcees in my tummy
don’t get ideas, act funny, ya can’t touch

yummy, so many emcees in my tummy
yummy, so many emcees in my tummy
yummy, so many emcees in my tummy
don’t get ideas, act funny, ya can’t touch

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