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Mami that's what doobies do\nKalidasa, but across the Kalapani\nProbably with a Khalistani mommy high as I'll be\nDas Racist on a roll like wasabi\nI don't know what these two are, I'm Punjabi\nMore cash mommy than Mukesh Ambani\nAnd Anil Ambani, yeah that's real Armani\nYeah that's Lanvin, you call it Lanven\nYou call it \"bro-in down\", I call it \"lampin\"\nI'm from Flushing, bright as a lamp man\nThat's in Queens like MC Cool Fashion\nYou can Google that, he's down with the Beatnuts\nWe got the net wet tryna get the street buck\nSee Dap, that's my fucking mans and shit\nWhite boy wasted, let me write a stanza quick\nMatter fact, yo, all my boys in bands and shit\nHaters mad cause they got Costanza dicks\nYou know, like the show, Seinfeld\nMichael Richards made my fucking mind melt\nCop a bundle of Rapunzel\nDo what thugs do we just hustle, LATM, BBT, MTV, BET\nThey called us joke rap, we kinda weed rap\nWe just like rap, we don't even need rap\nCould get a real job, only rap weekly\nI don't need rap, told you, rap need me!\nIndian style, knees bent, in dashiki\nYour girl's sext means she wanna get freaky\nShe beeped me, meet me at twelve\nHit it in the shower cause it's hot as hell\nMy fans broken, I don't got an AC\nSay I got potential, but the kid lazy\n\nStock is rising wait don't scalp the tickets yet\nOlder white women say I'm very articulate\nYoung Obama mommy, but not Illuminati\nYet, they're tryna gauge if i'm tame enough to be their commie pet\nI'm watching Gandhi til I'm charged and eating banh mi\nLike they was Cars and I was Blondie\nWe are not the same, I'm Alf swinging a salami\nAt any prom queens that want me\nProbably even Nikki Minaj would massage me\nIf I got a fade and trim my beard like I was John B\nNice finna eat more rice than Condi\nNasty, see me grace the pages of your favorite Conde Nast Publication\nThey asked me all about my views on relations of races\nAnd cut out the radical shit for space, that's racist\nI'm in outer space reading Frankfurt School treatises\nThat curl the common man into fetuses\nNietszche told me that the nostril's where the genius is\nBossy just saucing like its falafel where my penis is\nSoap 'em with Falafel like O'Reilly thought a Loofah was\nHitting they chalupa up\nFirst I get real smart, and then I stupid up\nDrop it and scoop it up, haters is dookie butts\nGroupies is cooky, nuts, see me voice acting\nIn Space Chimps wasted like my man Stanley Tucci does\nI'm truthy blood fishes get mad at me the kid is a whale\nIn there like a triple-A battery up in the digital scale\nIn the kitchen with the coca-cola corporation kicking it with me\nPepsi Co. too\nThe kid is a Brit me, the brother's a jitney\nAnd other's is with me\nEven if I was a tree you couldn't flip me\nDon't ask what it means just kiss me, chick please, check please\n\nYou, we're rapping to you my friend and only you\nTo you! So don't ever say we never did nothing for you\n\nSexy Lexi, ask what the address be\nPress be makin' a face Dizzy Gillespie\nApplause, pause, hand me my ESPY\nGrammy, I'm Leslie Nielsen, you know I'm chillin'\nFloat like a butterfly come on sugar baby\nOn my shoulders, 7 million, sugar babies\nFloat away on my good looks and charm\nDick like, hot like, baby arm, chicken parm\nRelease the peace keeper\nChief the peach shisha\nSmokin' peace pipe ride 'em cowboy see ya!\nMy chuckie cheese are bucks\nMy EBTs are cardies, my 18 wheelers trucks\nCall up my Nelly parties\nCall up my deli starving\nWhat you mean my moneys no good here\nWhy — because I made it? Bitch you know I made it\n\n[Hook]","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.09] Whadup Whadup Whadup\n[00:05.03] Sit Down, Man! Sha-leik! DR\n[00:14.07] Whatitat Whatitat Whatitat\n[00:19.06] Time to do a rap\n[00:20.05] Hello young cocoa butter, who is you?\n[00:23.03] White people love me like they love Subarus\n[00:25.15] Rolling with the super crew, something like Scooby-Doo\n[00:28.14] My eyes droopy? Mami that's what doobies do\n[00:30.10] Kalidasa, but across the Kalapani\n[00:33.16] Probably with a Khalistani mommy high as I'll be\n[00:36.17] Das Racist on a roll like wasabi\n[00:38.11] I don't know what these two are, I'm Punjabi\n[00:41.18] More cash mommy than Mukesh Ambani\n[00:43.15] And Anil Ambani, yeah that's real Armani\n[00:46.11] Yeah that's Lanvin, you call it Lanven\n[00:49.13] You call it \"bro-in down\", I call it \"lampin\"\n[00:51.11] I'm from Flushing, bright as a lamp man\n[00:54.17] That's in Queens like MC Cool Fashion\n[00:57.19] You can Google that, he's down with the Beatnuts\n[00:59.19] We got the net wet tryna get the street buck\n[01:02.19] See Dap, that's my fucking mans and shit\n[01:04.23] White boy wasted, let me write a stanza quick\n[01:07.24] Matter fact, yo, all my boys in bands and shit\n[01:09.29] Haters mad cause they got Costanza dicks\n[01:12.25] You know, like the show, Seinfeld\n[01:14.24] Michael Richards made my fucking mind melt\n[01:17.20] Cop a bundle of Rapunzel\n[01:18.29] Do what thugs do we just hustle, LATM, BBT, MTV, BET\n[01:22.22] They called us joke rap, we kinda weed rap\n[01:25.28] We just like rap, we don't even need rap\n[01:27.25] Could get a real job, only rap weekly\n[01:30.22] I don't need rap, told you, rap need me!\n[01:32.21] Indian style, knees bent, in dashiki\n[01:35.22] Your girl's sext means she wanna get freaky\n[01:37.29] She beeped me, meet me at twelve\n[01:40.27] Hit it in the shower cause it's hot as hell\n[01:43.25] My fans broken, I don't got an AC\n[01:49.14] Say I got potential, but the kid lazy\n[01:52.11] Stock is rising wait don't scalp the tickets yet\n[01:54.15] Older white women say I'm very articulate\n[01:57.10] Young Obama mommy, but not Illuminati\n[01:59.18] Yet, they're tryna gauge if i'm tame enough to be their commie pet\n[02:02.16] I'm watching Gandhi til I'm charged and eating banh mi\n[02:05.18] Like they was Cars and I was Blondie\n[02:07.14] We are not the same, I'm Alf swinging a salami\n[02:10.18] At any prom queens that want me\n[02:12.12] Probably even Nikki Minaj would massage me\n[02:15.16] If I got a fade and trim my beard like I was John B\n[02:18.16] Nice finna eat more rice than Condi\n[02:20.11] Nasty, see me grace the pages of your favorite Conde Nast Publication\n[02:24.15] They asked me all about my views on relations of races\n[02:26.15] And cut out the radical shit for space, that's racist\n[02:29.23] I'm in outer space reading Frankfurt School treatises\n[02:33.19] That curl the common man into fetuses\n[02:34.24] Nietszche told me that the nostril's where the genius is\n[02:37.19] Bossy just saucing like its falafel where my penis is\n[02:39.23] Soap 'em with Falafel like O'Reilly thought a Loofah was\n[02:42.25] Hitting they chalupa up\n[02:43.29] First I get real smart, and then I stupid up\n[02:46.25] Drop it and scoop it up, haters is dookie butts\n[02:48.23] Groupies is cooky, nuts, see me voice acting\n[02:51.23] In Space Chimps wasted like my man Stanley Tucci does\n[02:53.28] I'm truthy blood fishes get mad at me the kid is a whale\n[02:56.25] In there like a triple-A battery up in the digital scale\n[02:59.25] In the kitchen with the coca-cola corporation kicking it with me\n[03:02.27] Pepsi Co. too\n[03:04.22] The kid is a Brit me, the brother's a jitney\n[03:06.21] And other's is with me\n[03:07.21] Even if I was a tree you couldn't flip me\n[03:10.24] Don't ask what it means just kiss me, chick please, check please\n[03:13.36] You, we're rapping to you my friend and only you\n[03:28.22] To you! 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Mami that's what doobies do\n  Kalidasa, but across the Kalapani\n  Probably with a Khalistani mommy high as I'll be\n  Das Racist on a roll like wasabi\n  I don't know what these two are, I'm Punjabi\n  More cash mommy than Mukesh Ambani\n  And Anil Ambani, yeah that's real Armani\n  Yeah that's Lanvin, you call it Lanven\n  You call it \"bro-in down\", I call it \"lampin\"\n  I'm from Flushing, bright as a lamp man\n  That's in Queens like MC Cool Fashion\n  You can Google that, he's down with the Beatnuts\n  We got the net wet tryna get the street buck\n  See Dap, that's my fucking mans and shit\n  White boy wasted, let me write a stanza quick\n  Matter fact, yo, all my boys in bands and shit\n  Haters mad cause they got Costanza dicks\n  You know, like the show, Seinfeld\n  Michael Richards made my fucking mind melt\n  Cop a bundle of Rapunzel\n  Do what thugs do we just hustle, LATM, BBT, MTV, BET\n  They called us joke rap, we kinda weed rap\n  We just like rap, we don't even need rap\n  Could get a real job, only rap weekly\n  I don't need rap, told you, rap need me!\n  Indian style, knees bent, in dashiki\n  Your girl's sext means she wanna get freaky\n  She beeped me, meet me at twelve\n  Hit it in the shower cause it's hot as hell\n  My fans broken, I don't got an AC\n  Say I got potential, but the kid lazy\n\n  Stock is rising wait don't scalp the tickets yet\n  Older white women say I'm very articulate\n  Young Obama mommy, but not Illuminati\n  Yet, they're tryna gauge if i'm tame enough to be their commie pet\n  I'm watching Gandhi til I'm charged and eating banh mi\n  Like they was Cars and I was Blondie\n  We are not the same, I'm Alf swinging a salami\n  At any prom queens that want me\n  Probably even Nikki Minaj would massage me\n  If I got a fade and trim my beard like I was John B\n  Nice finna eat more rice than Condi\n  Nasty, see me grace the pages of your favorite Conde Nast Publication\n  They asked me all about my views on relations of races\n  And cut out the radical shit for space, that's racist\n  I'm in outer space reading Frankfurt School treatises\n  That curl the common man into fetuses\n  Nietszche told me that the nostril's where the genius is\n  Bossy just saucing like its falafel where my penis is\n  Soap 'em with Falafel like O'Reilly thought a Loofah was\n  Hitting they chalupa up\n  First I get real smart, and then I stupid up\n  Drop it and scoop it up, haters is dookie butts\n  Groupies is cooky, nuts, see me voice acting\n  In Space Chimps wasted like my man Stanley Tucci does\n  I'm truthy blood fishes get mad at me the kid is a whale\n  In there like a triple-A battery up in the digital scale\n  In the kitchen with the coca-cola corporation kicking it with me\n  Pepsi Co. too\n  The kid is a Brit me, the brother's a jitney\n  And other's is with me\n  Even if I was a tree you couldn't flip me\n  Don't ask what it means just kiss me, chick please, check please\n\n  You, we're rapping to you my friend and only you\n  To you! 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