Nick Cannon - Cypher 2013 lyrics

[Intro: Kevin Hart] The cypher start, but it can't start without a sound Drama give me that sound, JB lets go [Verse 1: JB Smoove] Yo son you wanna see me? Take out your smartphones and IMDb me I'm the real homie for the show Ask me wife Shah she'll let you know Dont question me, you better act like you heard Had enthusiasm, Im a movie for a curl Cartoon voices I bring to life Robot Chicken, Black Dynamite A show called The League and one called Bent That's not my resume, it's only a [?] Bouta get paid, it's season 3 With JB on BET I don't wanna, and I won't quit JB Smoove is the motherfu- (Inaudible) Im amazing People be like JB Smoove you so crazy Don't hold me back I'm about to get ill JB Smoove is motherf**ing real [Verse 2: Duane Martin] Last year, breakaway suit New gear, breakaway boots If I gotta drive, gotta breakaway roof When I get hot got the breakaway tooth Breakaway show, Breakaway spoof I'm from Brooklyn so you know I'm about the truth Yo, we so hot, other networks not Started from the bottom, now we at the top Real Husbands got the number one spot! Man I'm so conceited, other shows can seed it [Verse 3: Boris Kodjoe (Translated)] Born in the year of Ox, 1973 Mother is German, the father from Ghana, Africa Then off to America, a dream, hard to grasp, until I got here No regrets, it's a blessing, hear a message In my native language, all these fools don't know what I'm saying Checking those subtitles or watching that old show (Oooh)s Who's the tallest, the balers with the flawers Working with finest, half the [?] Half the wifest The German chocolate The ab protecter Teach all of you some culture facts [?] Hollywood, real dummy? Hollywood is Hollywood They call us mitches with attitudes Who's day? Who ya think? It's Kev, it makes him feel good [Verse 4: Nick Cannon] I guess Nelly said it's hot in herre cause Kev took his shirt off Question for his chest though, how you get that bird off Kevin Hart definition of a jerk-off Chocolate drop your name is Hershey squirt off Both mitches, tryin to get this work off Rappin, that sh** had a twerk- off I'm a tell you like this real nice Manner a fact we gon' have a battle tonight I'm better than all of ya'll On top, like a satellite Better yet none of ya'll even had a wife You brought knives to a motherf**ing cannon fight I done told you, I had them right? If you wanna get with it then spit it, facial expression Look like you just sh**ted To all these people goin' s**a, s**a, s**a Never liked you anyway You pretty motherf**er I thought we was all together tonight... [Verse 4: Nelly] [?] I'm the one they expect to spit No boss this far, no Ross, no Rick K-I-N-G, shout out to Tip The only rapper in this b**h no disrespect to Nick Kevin think he all tall and all Real Husband in Hollywood no wife at all Above the rim before Dwayne before he could crawl Still foolin before Duane was tall Not all, but here's the news Pick em up and drop me off the school Larry David made JB Smoove No JB hang with me now JB's cool You got a fool in your crew? Please my whole crew is a fool Season 1 was the sh**, it cool Season 2 sh** was renewed Keep that to yourself Watch me as I pet the wealth Step back in a Versace scarf and No tip no bif no barf What you say?, check the mines Cause those pants are leather They sure look nice Check it, they say they save the best for last, lets get it [Verse 5: Kevin Hart] We wearing white cause doves cry This ain't yo alibi Smack yo girl and say ha ha Take it back cause I wanna say bye Saw you last week didn't like your face Saw you this week I the same place That mean I don't travel That mean I stay in the same place Got your spit in your face Got your girl lookin at, she wearing all lace Buck, Buck, Bink, Bink, thats a gun homie Look at you now what you wanna do now, run homie I'm mad, I'm glad, at the same time feeling all sad I miss my dad That pops sh** that sh** make me mad But I'm back to being a real n**- Spittin like I'm Tommy Hilfiger Didn't like my clothe so I took it off Now look at me Cough Cough That mean I'm sick I'm cooler than the quick Like Hammer, but I can dance smooth I'm looking at you and JB Smooth One, One homie That's Bobby Brown homie Yeah hes the king Im doing this because hes a chicken wing Im on fire now Man look at me, put me out now [?] This sound won't stop At the end of the days its jock drop you man! [Outro: Kevin Hart] Man I miss my dad yo....