Pudgee tha Phat Bastard - The Vibe - 38092 lyrics

[Pudgee] Well hello hello hello and how ya doin Don't play ball, lay up with girls like Patrick Ewing I'm rarely known to play games, that's why some think I'm strange Not ashamed, I rock the blues like Etta James I do a job like a man should, and I'm damn good Take care of problems like Larry Davis would And so, with no one's help at it, you'll be the last to eat They spent their allowance on my masterpiece I'm known for givin you please, yeah I do it with ease One of America's top ten, ask Rick Dees Bein I'm fat (fat!) baby got back (back!) Yeah baby got back but my back is a bunch of black [Chorus] "Yes yes y'all (yes y'all!) Who got the vibe?" -] L.O.N.S. (*3X*) "And it just won't stop We gonna rock the beat until we hit the top" [Pudgee] I'm not the person to meet, or do a record with, you just can't compete I hate your song, like Eddie Murphy hates ugly feet I heard that you threw a fit, the day ya heard my sh** Oh and I say liked a lot, cause you liked my sh** The race was over from the moment that I entered it You musta liked likin like, you remembered it I'm never gonna be finished now, shouldn'ta started me I spit in your face like Charles Barkley I'ma be the crazy, like Moms Mabley And make more hits than Puerto Ricans make babies Don't take it personal man, that's just me though We're good at everything like Vanessa Del Rio [Chorus] "Yes yes y'all (yes y'all!) Who got the vibe?" -] L.O.N.S. (*4X*) [scratching interlude] [Pudgee] I'm a performer but before I perform I better warn ya That you're gonna be a goner n***a if I have to put it on ya n***a, acts on a bat I be earnin 'em Sendin more n***as to clinics than b**hes that be burnin 'em I got the style that gets plenty fed, many fed The style so fat it's on a diet down at Jenny Craig They tryin to put me on d**h row, for givin a def blow But they don't know there's many more d**hs to go You keep on tryin witcha old school flow But you look stupider than Jodeci at an awards show I want the people to know you ain't live And that you couldn't rock If you was on the show that came on channel 5 (rock live n***a) Your whole career will be over like Gerardo You'll have more broken arms than Geraldo All over walls, memories are plastered Of people who f**ed with the Phat ba*tard [Chorus] "Yes yes y'all (yes y'all!) Who got the vibe?" -] L.O.N.S. (*4X*)