T-Pain - Karaoke lyrics

Dear Akon forgive me for what I'm about to say Dear Barry Wize I know you told me Not to worry about it, man, but I can't let it ride Dear God let's make it happen I'm tryin' to be you, n***a, yeah n***a Watch me do me, watch me do me Watch me do me, watch me do me, yeah Nappy Boy, Nappy Boy DJ Khaled, aye yo Pain, I want you to go in DJ Khaled, let's go man, we the best listen I got up out the streets, so I ain't gotta steal But listen to the radio it's obvious I still k** But y'all was in the game way before me So why you wanna do some sh** I did in '03? I'm layin' low key for a long time But don't act like you know me, this is the wrong time So grab ya microphone, set your auto tune and I'm a bust A verse on yo a** like I oughta do I ain't no gangsta dude, I ain't got a poppin' banga But you know I'm powerful When I'm pissin' off the gospel singer's I'm tryin' to feed my kids, y'all n***as can die slowly 'Cause to me, it sound like a bunch of karaoke Aye yo, f** the imposter f** these karaoke n***as, man T-Pain, they wanna live your life, man These some b**h a** n***as, man It's the DJ Khaled, Nappy Boy I'm goin' in, I'm goin' in, aye yo T-pain I know you Khaled, I know you right now Let me get 'em again Listen it ain't all bad, some of ya please me But the only n***as that's cool is Kanye and Lil' Weezy I'm a hit maker, not a comedian So why the f** were these n***as laughin' at me When I seen they a**? This sh** would never work, a one hit wonder b**h But all that sh** that you doin' now make me wonder this Now why it's cool for you but it's not for me? And why he ain't hop on my song and make it hot for me? But you don't give a f**, you just a swagger jacker Now I'm a certified Lamborghinist and Cadillacer 'Cause I'm tryna feed my kids, y'all n***as can die slowly 'Cause just to me it sound like a bunch of karaoke Y'all singin' the same old song, y'all some karaoke n***as Karaoke f** n***as, this is Nappy Boy This is DJ Khaled, We Global with this hood sh** This what we do, why you wanna live our life? You wanna live our lifestyle, aye yo T-Pain Waddup Khaled, get them Let me get a moment of silence for the late great Roger Troutman Ya'll n***as ain't holdin' it down, so we had to put me at ya b**h, I'm Teddy Pain, the son of Teddy Riley The father of the game, you bustin' n***as wildin' How many n***as really wanna test? Pain n***a riggen gotta be the best Only muthaf**as tryna do what I did stealin' Food from an infant sty from a kid Twenty four years, twenty four cars b**h we the best we got plenty more stars Every time you p**y muthaf**a's try to stop me It's plenty more hits, plenty more bars Yeah, that's not cool baby, so that's not happenin' Y'all keep on stealin' from me, let me try this rappin' thing I know you know I hear ya, isn't that embarra**in'? Set the game on fire, Teddy got some mean p**y n***a's step up if you really got good game I got a lot of sh** to say about a n***a but it's really not good things That ain't no disrespect man, Y'all keep doin' ya sh** But my daughter told me to tell you to get off her daddy's dick Aye yo Pain man I'm a call these n***as out I'm a pull them skirts man, they f**ed aye oh Let me get them, f** it It's the DJ Khaled (Incomprehensible) Big dog pit bull jamma scordian Aka we da best, aka sh** on n***a's dot com Aka Nappy Boy b**h, We Global, We Global