The Neptunes - Yeah, Me Too lyrics

Went skiing at Mac Miller Not drinkin' no jack cause the yak realer Retract filler - establishing cla** since last winter I'm tryna catch track of the ma** for mad scrillah I don't want them to sleep so I'm cookin' up trash dinner Big headed and getting dome. We past Dimma On my Phelps, burning until I got bad swimmers And I'm f**ing all these racist b**hes in black limos I'm high and I'm shinin' like bat symbols Stay on top of the lines like writing on loose leaf Who's he? A dude wit' a brew ski straight plotting on a loosie, look into the mirror, I'm the man that you see I've been the best since the debut of Fresh Prince Gloved up, we snubbed up, they ain't catching fresh prints Watch your direction; I will Smith you with the Wesson Ay, They don't want this problem. (Word) Come back in like I'm fresh off a threesome Mary Kate and Ashley all grown up and I need some All about about my dough, that's really why I need them Babushka heard that bar and said "yo, he mean, son." (Forreal) I really make my f**in' music for the children Pop a seal, pop a pill, lose your mind like your feelings Hit a n***a with the cap like fill-ins Wave patterns and grave snatchers, I really been out here k**in'. (Facts) Word to Slim Jesus, yeah we been drillin' her Pull up to the scene with a scheme like Dillinger Listen, bruh. You ain't gettin' up with the fisticuff I'll hurt you I'm that built shark from the SpongeBob commercial Matter fact, you wanna see these pump through ya Punch you so hard you end up in Weenie Hut Jr.'s