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Hopsin lyrics : "I'm here"

Ohh, I'm here!
So open up the door for me
(who is it?)

It's Hopsin
I'm Here
So open up the door for me

Hurry up and let me in
(Na Na Na Na Na)
Give me my dinner

(Na Na Na Na Na)
Then pass me the dessert


Yo, H-izzo P
Stepped in the dizzo
Wit a mean mug and a magnificent flizzo

I'm gotta get my swag on ^!$$% ye know
I'm tryna leave the club wit a freaky $$# HOEEEE!
My ^&@#$ is all I'm feenin to give her

Hopsin is sicker than a !@$@ who sobbin
From hiccups and vomit his liver (what?)
You wanna blow up?

Stop gobblin liquor and probly consider
Plottin some %#@! up to get popular quicker
Phonies get to many plays on the station

And leave me $$#ed out of a deal
While they on vacation
%#@! I'll leave these rappers face on the pavement!

This games filled wit more whack ^!$$%s
Then the slave on his ba!@&(t
But I'm a freth of bresh air

I mean a breath of fresh air
Mcs are next to catch hell
I leave em wrecked and then scared

Cause that's just what I do
I'm the lyrical bugaboo
Wait on me for a subsitute

I be tearing %#@! up so move!

Ohh, I'm here!

So open up the door for me
(who is it?)
It's Hopsin

I'm Here
So open up the door for me
Hurry up and let me in

(Na Na Na Na Na)
Give me my dinner
(Na Na Na Na Na)

Then pass me the dessert

Hey shorty, if I buy you a 40

You think that you can gimme some tang?
I'm feelin ^^&$#*, or we can have an orgy
Wit you and your friends, Ill be the man

Have a ^!$$% yellin out, YEAH!
My label tryna make me switch the flow
Just because Oprah,

Don't want me sayin (*##$ no more
I'm like Oprah why you doin this?
Come on this is Ludacris

That just hypes my $$# up even more
To call YOU a (*##$!
This is my life, and this is my urge

This is my mic, and these are my words
Forget it, its not poppin
I kick the %#@! that ^!$$%s love

When they hot boxin
Right when you was bout to retire
From listenin rap music,

I reversered and turned you back to it
It was a close call
I was even thinkin all hope was lost

But most of all!
Be happy


Ohh, I'm here!
So open up the door for me
(who is it?)
It's Hopsin
I'm Here

So open up the door for me
Hurry up and let me in
(Na Na Na Na Na)
Give me my dinner
(Na Na Na Na Na)

Then pass me the dessert

I go to rap concerts, and post in the back
Don't even clap,
I'm knowin that to show or be whack

After performin
They be lookin like they supposed to get dap
I'm like,
Man you got murdered by your openin act!
Get outta here!

You ain't $#&@in wit what I brought to the table
You just a tax write-off for your label
You outside flossin you Range Rove
Hoes eyeballin your bankroll
Till you floppin all the money back
Am I watchin the same show?

I think so
I'm the invincible, unpredictable
Mr. Ripper flow
Yes its pitiful, gimme some nipples to nibble on
Lyrical general, suck on my genitals
Fore you get %#@!ted on
Understand me or ye never gon get along

He best be, the hottest since the PS3
Straight out the W.E.S.T
Of course!
What other rappers you know
Reppin it iller?
You other nigggas pretty hot
But I'm a definite killer


Ohh, I'm here!
So open up the door for me
(who is it?)
It's Hopsin
I'm Here
So open up the door for me

Hurry up and let me in
(Na Na Na Na Na)
Give me my dinner
(Na Na Na Na Na)
Then pass me the dessert
[X2]


Hopsin! [X5]
Hopsin! [X5]

H-izzo P stepped in the dizzo
Wit a mean mug and a magnificent flizzo
H-izzo P stepped in the dizzo
Wit a mean mug and a magnificent flizzo

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