The Neptunes - Tryna Get It lyrics

[Verse 1: Brown Sam] Shot of vodka, chase it with Jarritos Get a job in retail cuz I wanna get the free clothes Y'all are sheeple, I get it for my people That means anyone at the Brown Sam steeple All Gucci though, Prada's on the opposite Hit ya with the discus, while your CD is the floppiest So last year, I'm livin in the future ho My Grints wide, b**h is redder than that Rupert bro Uptown player, man I never sling the rocks though Makes me cooler, my main homie baby Spock yo The apostles been reppin' since the fossils Rice and beans so tasty when I eat it at Chipotle Pizza rapper, stuntin on the crapper Cholesterol is high man I'm only on my napper Michelle obama tells me that my life is drama GOBin I ain't walking girl my Segway is a llama Damn, I does arrest developments Am a firebender, dawgs the master of Hiselement Girl light the match, and I set that sh** like Precedents Welcome to the Piland, you homies are just residents [Hook: Brown Sam] Really tryna get it, yeah I'm really tryna get it (x3) [Verse 2: Brown Sam] Gotta get my f**in' a** off muthaf**in' Reddit Yes this screen is some kind of addiction Should avert my eyes and just focus on my diction Worst day's when you find out Roald Dahl is a racist Papa read Bradbury so to me this heat is basic Now you see me, fix your eyes like Lasik Looking like my mama, love your mama don't be fake b**h Where your friends at, lost 'em in the thick of it With your bad behavior shoulda seen that in the syllabus Now you're flunking out, and your mama think you're sh**tiest So you move back in and beg your mama please just pity this Shut the f** up deadbeat kid stop s**in on my tity b**h Prodigal son, no you ain't that Don't got no gun, still say bratttt I'm about my culture, I figure that I'm prominent Flexin' on the vultures, Obama drop a bomb on it [Hook] [Verse 3: Brown Sam] Where this b**h at? Damn I guess I'm f**in' deaded Like Romero, this d**h has dawned upon me Bard is vagabonding hit the sewers Giuliani Big bad wolf in the emperor's clothes Wiener's our savior? Nah he's flexing on hoes Yo, disappearance of the white guilt On the higher ground in addition to the high stilts Gilded is just gilded its the secret of the light gilt Pull back thin veneer and see that Daisy sports a right wilt That's Gatsby, I only spit the facts B Fuelin' all my hunger are the claims that I'm not rappy Same people that were hatin' sighted being clappy Smoking bogies, make my voice more raspy They k**in' homies, to cover up Benghazi Clear moment seein' that the zeitgeist is a folly Molly, y'all are just druggies of the moment Ruins are so ugly yo y'all wish you were the Romans Pretty f**ed up we know that all this sh** is bad Damn, look at me picketing real undergrad! [Hook] Syria Iran Somalia Pakistan HEAD OF STATE SAMPLE