THE GAME lyrics : "Mr. Potato Head"
Yes I Made You!
Mr. Potatohead I Made You!
I Made You!
I Made You!
Mr. Potatohead I Made You!
Theres no batteries in my back
I show you ^!$$%s how I move ["Move" Echo]
50 ain't gangsta
Lloyd Banks ain't gangsta
Yayo ain't gangsta
Young Buck, you know you ain't gangsta
Look at what you ^!$$%s made
Ain't that a (*##$
Created a monster
Kicked me outta G-Unit
Put me in converse
Matter of fact give me a dick
Just like Olivia so you can suck my %#@!
Gimme a pen
So I can be the hardest in the click
Wind me up ^!$$% then gimme some lips
So I can talk about ya !@$)got
^!$$%s aint no thugs
While im at it tell Young Buck gimme some white gloves
So I can cover my fingerprints in ya blood
I need a get away car you can put it on dubs
Make sure its got a stash for the 38 snub
And a Banks album cuz thats where I got my buds
Gimme muscles like 50
Gimme Yayo hands
Gimme a collection plate for Ma$e fans
Gimme some glasses so I can watch Mason dance
Who movin? You singing?
^!$$% gimme ya fans
Gimme a tattoo tear
Gimme some ears so i can hear police talkin when you disappear
I made you
I made you
I made you
I made you
Mr. Potato Head
I Made you
Yes, I Made you
Mr. Potato Head I Made you!
I Made you
I Made You!
Mr. Potato Head I Made you!["You" Echo]
Theres no batteries in my back
I show you ^!$$%s how I move.
[Yayo:]
And I'd like to thank game cuz hes mr potato head of the year, 'n' you kn.. a put together gangsta!
Rolling through Connecticut
In a stolen mini-van
Stop at his house
I dont see many men
Matter of fact I dont see any men
One plain clothed cop call him Lieutenant Dan
Officer why ya man tryna beat up my fans?
Makin me 5 times platinum wasnt part of his plan
Same %#@! same snitch
You know how it goes
I smell a rat even if you take off my nose
And i bet every quarter in your piggy bank
Lloyd told N.Y.P.D. who got 50 shanked
Next time when the lights go out
I'm pulling a desert eagle when the knives come out
Watch that man get ta tussling and the mice run out
Don't gamble with ya life when my dice roll out
I made you
I made you
I made you
I made you
I made you
Mr Potato Head I Made you!
Yes I Made you
Mr Potato Head I Made you!
I Made you!
I Made You!
Mr Potato Head I Made you!
Theres no batteries in my back
I show you Ñiggas how I move (Move Echo)
50 aint gangsta
Lloyd Banks aint gangsta
Yayo aint gangsta
Young Buck you know you aint gangsta
[Phat Rat: talks]
G-G-G-G-G.... NOT!
You (*##$ $$# ^!$$%s
Check this out man
I'm not gonna be playing these mother $#&@ing games
Mr. Potato head now you wanna be a comedian ^!$$%
This %#@! is R-E-A-L ^!$$%!
Real ^!$$%
Black wall street
Wait wait
Like I told you last time
It's THE black wall street you (*##$ $$# ^!$$%
And Oliv... Excuse me OLIVER!
You punk mother $#&@er
I'm still taking heat from my ^!$$%s
For looking at your mother $#&@in' $$# ^!$$%
You somebodys son
You (*##$ $$# Ñigga
I'ma catch up to your $$# ^!$$%
Muscle mouth $$# (*##$
Thats alright though ^!$$%
G-U-Not ^!$$%
This is black wall street ^!$$%
Tell me where you at
Thats all we need to know ^!$$%
Cus this is real ^!$$%
This is the streets ^!$$%
Brazil & Wilmington ^!$$%
In case you didn't know ^!$$%
Thats right in the heart of COMPTON
You (*##$ $$# ^!$$%
And Olivia
Get that mother $#&@ing lil' $$# red
Mother $#&@ing shorts off your mother $#&@ing $$# on that video
Everybody can you see your balls (*##$
' The $#&@ is wrong with you
My Ñiggas know I tried to holla at your (*##$ $$# ^!$$%
Ima $#&@ you up ^!$$%
It's your fault
50 Snitch
This is Phat Rat ^!$$%
In case you forgot ^!$$%
Double!
Mr. Potatohead I Made You!
I kill who is my enemy
I don't give a $#&@
If you talk %#@!
I make you a follower yeah
You crack me up kid
Your stupid
I'm much more agile then ever
Got more style so yo whatever
Whatever
Whatever [Echoes]
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