Pryde - DoDo x2 lyrics

[Intro: DJ Suss One] [Oh we gonna take it back like that Haha, leggo DJ Suss One, the feature present baby D-Pryde Beats crazy, I don't even know what this is called Mars, Mars, Mars! [Verse 1: D-Pryde] The broke wonder, I ain't rapping about all the pesos Rhymin' sk**s, kinda chill like a couch potato I'm the noodles to your pasta if you all about Alfredo I tell them do it if you want, but follow if Simon say so And I'm the Simon of the game, baby follow me These rappers trying ball out, no shopping spree I ain't your property, this game ain't no Monopoly I'm your highness, so you better get that on your knees (damn!) The rap Napolean, blowin' like a dynamite A little cool, part sick, I guess I'm kinda tight I left the game, came back and now I'm rhyming right I'm like Peter Parker, after a spider bite Climbing walls, swinging webs to all my enemies Spicing up a record, I be blessing up a recipe About to rock & roll like John Lennon sitting next to me I'm yellow like mustard, ketchup, you better relish me [Hook] (DJ Suss One scratches) [Verse 2] I was told to take my lyrics and just dumb them down I really write the verses faster than a hundred rounds I'm like the monster under your hood, coming from underground Dont worry girl I see you baby, ultrasound The new gun in town, never let the gun bust You can get your gun, bucks, I'mma bring my nunchucks Jackie Chan of the game, you ain't tougher than this s**er One verse I'mma have them really rushing hours like Chris, Tucker Looking weirder than your average rapper Justin Bieber looking hair, with some gla**es added Little superstar swag going platinum, ba*tard Put the charge to the game, I'm rap's adapter Your girl loves my swag, you can gladly ask her And shes logged to my type, you can grab the pa**word I ain't the type of dude to really act too big But I taught these wack actors how to blast a crack verse [Hook] (DJ Suss One scratches) [Verse 3] Check it (yeah!) I'mma a beast all you wizards should be summoning I got them trippin' like I threw a foot in front of them A rap covenant, go tell your mom and them (tell your mom!) I'm scoring faster in here, balling above the rim (swish!) The ba** treble, we ain't on the same level My buzz is just about as big as the chin on Jay Leno (haha) You be causing your female stress, feeling me, don't blame it on the P.M.S (yeah!) A rap pastor, I'm bashing these wack ba*tards I'm backing, playing Havoc while slapping your a** backwards Me fail, is never going to prevail You're better of thinking you can keep your female I'm kinda threatening but she be text messaging I think shes filled with estrogen because I'm acting fresher than You It's really evident my fame's growing It's little D (scratch) Prizzy, know the name homie! [Hook] (DJ Suss One scratches) [Outro: DJ-Suss One] Thats right baby, DJ Suss One! D-Pryde, Mars! Shout to Baby J, shout to P-Sean And all ya'll internet bloggers stop hating on D-Pryde I don't care what type of gla**es he wears He's nicer than you, he's nicer than you, he's nicer than you! Haha! Oh by the way thats my co*ky laugh (hahaha, bye)