C'ZR - Monkey Say. Monkey Do. lyrics

[INTRO] Yeah, ah ah ah Yebo Yes, hah hah ah Yebo Yes Marri why, Marri why Think they know it all! Think they know it all! [VERSE 1] Its kinda funny tho when ya sit and think Parasites take it all even the kitchen sink f** dat, I'll make 'em lean like they're kissin' pink I keep it 1 8 2 every time I blink For all my days that are Crip Blue Smoke till my eyes getting Piru Food for thought, ya better buy too I came out the muddy water bayou (by you) Rum and coke, I let it mix and mingle Takin shots I'm like Kirilenko Flow off the charts, never had a single Shawty got a bell shape let it jingle Usedta kick it like Liu Kang Gettin high, bumpin Wu Tang Dude got a Mack 10, he said who boo bang Down wit the old till the new came Shoot off the mouth, I'ma loose cannon Goons play drum like Nick Cannon Affiliated like *Don Cannon* United Nations like Kofi Annan Over bread, it's an even spread, everybody runnin' for that grey poupon It's Simon sez touch ya head, just so we can get ya coupe on [Ya lil Fuuu] [Hook] x2 Think they know it all, but they ain't got a clue Fakes walkin' around, like a real one comin' through Telling 'em a story, but it really ain't true What it seems to me, is monkey say do [VERSE 2] Loose change getting out of pocket Outta ya lane, an' ya better park it Dropped a mixtape it never started Minor mishap in a major market On point, really trying find a target Drawn and married the game like Bob and Margret One stop shop, you reached my department Came a long way from that one room apartment He bring heat, see Dakota Danning He toss bullets like Peyton Manning Same as the players, who get played in madden Bloke go blow for blow like Ricky Hatton Turned my life around a nukka went back packin' Flame thrower, black dragon Still got my eyes benz wagon Stylin' on em, like i been swaggin On my way up like peter parker What i write permanent like a leaking marker Got steady aim if you need an archer On my way out i read departure Birth ya flow, think i'm not ya father Tele-focal lens see my vision farther Behind these bars, i'ma prison guard ya Cursive writin', chamber of torture Then i made it good, like Meagan Good Pounds o green, jamaican neighbourhood Sexy bud that would made ya wood Now got ya attention like a major would [Hook] x2 Think they know it all, but they ain't got a clue Fakes walkin' around, like a real one comin through Telling em a story, but it really ain't true' Well what it seems to me, is monkey say do