Rebecca Black Swag 2011 MC Showcase by Tim Chantarangsu Lyrics
[Verse: Traphik]
I done some videos and now the folks think they knowin me
Like they know where I'm supposed to go, who I'm supposed to be
I don't trust nobody, I never let em close to me
They used to throw the roses , now they throwin' stones at me
A lot of people hatin', feelings is intense
But I done been to Haiti where the people livin' in tents
They say the world is ending, and I seen the evidence
But is God really to blame? check His fingerprints
My heart's an open book so you can tear a couple pages out
Judge me by the cover and I swear I feel like ragin' out
Read a couple chapters I could tell when the fakes come out
Take my razor blade and now im scratchin all they faces out
They think I'm cocky, I'd rather call it confidence
Your girlfriend called me papi, I showed here where the condoms is
Chocolate on her body, i did it wit some condiments
And after I was finished, all she had for me was compliments
Say I got a little dick, I still get it in
It's not about the size of it, it's where you get to stick it in
Now people offended, they in they seats fidgetin'
Screamin' at the stage, protestin' and picketin'
PRINCE EA told me to kill it and go off
But they SLEEP on me, beginning to doze off
I was layin' on some titties, feelin' em so soft
When I seen his video, like "Man, this fuckin' show-off!"
I don't do impressions, but I can kinda flow
Girls linin' up, I knock 'em down like some dominoes
Smash a Latin mami and screaming "Papi, damelo!"
If you wasn't feeling that, then homie, you kinda slow
Why does this Asian kid think hes a black kid
Spending time online, uploading these whack vids
The fact is, I'm runnin' the web like arachnids
I'm 'bout to get more views then Rebecca Black did
I done some videos and now the folks think they knowin me
Like they know where I'm supposed to go, who I'm supposed to be
I don't trust nobody, I never let em close to me
They used to throw the roses , now they throwin' stones at me
A lot of people hatin', feelings is intense
But I done been to Haiti where the people livin' in tents
They say the world is ending, and I seen the evidence
But is God really to blame? check His fingerprints
My heart's an open book so you can tear a couple pages out
Judge me by the cover and I swear I feel like ragin' out
Read a couple chapters I could tell when the fakes come out
Take my razor blade and now im scratchin all they faces out
They think I'm cocky, I'd rather call it confidence
Your girlfriend called me papi, I showed here where the condoms is
Chocolate on her body, i did it wit some condiments
And after I was finished, all she had for me was compliments
Say I got a little dick, I still get it in
It's not about the size of it, it's where you get to stick it in
Now people offended, they in they seats fidgetin'
Screamin' at the stage, protestin' and picketin'
PRINCE EA told me to kill it and go off
But they SLEEP on me, beginning to doze off
I was layin' on some titties, feelin' em so soft
When I seen his video, like "Man, this fuckin' show-off!"
I don't do impressions, but I can kinda flow
Girls linin' up, I knock 'em down like some dominoes
Smash a Latin mami and screaming "Papi, damelo!"
If you wasn't feeling that, then homie, you kinda slow
Why does this Asian kid think hes a black kid
Spending time online, uploading these whack vids
The fact is, I'm runnin' the web like arachnids
I'm 'bout to get more views then Rebecca Black did