I Made You!
Yes I Made You!
Mr. Potatohead I Made You!
I Made You!
I Made You!
I Made You!
Mr. Potatohead I Made You!
Theres no batteries in my back
I show you n***as how I move (Move Echo)
50 ain't gangsta
Lloyd Banks ain't gangsta
Yayo ain't gangsta
Young Buck, you know you ain't gangsta
You at what you n***as made
Ain't that a b**h
Created a monster
Kicked me outta G-Unit
Put me in converse
Matter of fact give me a dick
Just like Olivia so you can s** my sh**
Gimme a pen
So I can be the hardest in the click
Wind me up n***a then gimme some lips
So I can talk about ya f*ggot
n***as aint no thugs
While im at it tell Young Buck gimme some white gloves
So I can cover my fingerprints in ya blood
I need a get away car you can put it on dubs
Make sure its got a stash for the 38 snub
And a Banks album cuz thats where I got my buds
Gimme muscles like 50
Gimme Yayo hands
Gimme a collection plate for Ma$e fans
Gimme some gla**es so I can watch Mason dance
Who movin? You singing?
n***a gimme ya fans
Gimme a tattoo tear
Gimme some ears so i can hear police talkin when you disappear
I made you
I made you
I made you
I made you
Mr. Potato Head
I Made you
Yes, I Made you
Mr. Potato Head I Made you!
I Made you
I Made You!
Mr. Potato Head I Made you! (You Echo)
Theres no batteries in my back
I show you n***as how I move.
Yayo: And I'd like to thank game cuz hes mr potato head of the year, 'n' you kn.. a put together gangsta!
Rolling through Connecticut
In a stolen mini-van
Stop at his house
I dont see many men
Matter of fact I dont see any men
One plain clothed cop call him Lieutenant Dan
Officer why ya man tryna beat up my fans?
Makin me 5 times platinum wasnt part of his plan
Same sh** same snitch
You know how it goes
I smell a rat even if you take off my nose
And i bet every quarter in your piggy bank
Lloyd told N.Y.P.D. who got 50 shanked
Next time when the lights go out
I'm pulling a desert eagle when the knives come out
Watch that man get ta tussling and the mice run out
Don't gamble with ya life when my dice roll out
I made you
I made you
I made you
I made you
I made you
Mr Potato Head I Made you!
Yes I Made you
Mr Potato Head I Made you!
I Made you!
I Made You!
Mr Potato Head I Made you!
Theres no batteries in my back
I show you Ñiggas how I move (Move Echo)
50 aint gangsta
Lloyd Banks aint gangsta
Yayo aint gangsta
Young Buck you know you aint gangsta
(Phat Rat talks)
G-G-G-G-G.... NOT!
You b**h a** n***as
Check this out man
I'm not gonna be playing these mother f**ing games
Mr. Potato head now you wanna be a comedian n***a
This sh** is R-E-A-L n***a!
Real n***a
Black wall street
Wait wait
Like I told you last time
It's THE black wall street you b**h a** n***a
And Oliv... Excuse me OLIVER!
You punk mother f**er
I'm still taking heat from my n***as
For looking at your mother f**in' a** n***a
You somebodys son
You b**h a** Ñigga
I'ma catch up to your a** n***a
Muscle mouth a** b**h
Thats alright though n***a
G-U-Not n***a
This is black wall street n***a
Tell me where you at
Thats all we need to know n***a
Cus this is real n***a
This is the streets n***a
Brazil & Wilmington n***a
In case you didn't know n***a
Thats right in the heart of COMPTON
You b**h a** n***a
And Olivia
Get that mother f**ing lil' a** red
Mother f**ing shorts off your mother f**ing a** on that video
Everybody can you see your balls b**h
' The f** is wrong with you
My Ñiggas know I tried to holla at your b**h a** n***a
Ima f** you up n***a
It's your fault
50 Snitch
This is Phat Rat n***a
In case you forgot n***a
Double!
Mr. Potatohead I Made You!
I k** who is my enemy
I don't give a f**
If you talk sh**
I make you a follower yeah
You crack me up kid
Your stupid
I'm much more agile then ever
Got more style so yo whatever
Whatever
Whatever (Echoes)