MC Chris
MC Chris - Lowercase lyrics
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Name is mc I'm a number one rapper I still buy toys and read comics on the crapper Go against the grain like the seeds that you gather More metaphors than news cast with Dan Rather I'm on the spit zip your lip like a gimp Like a redwood tree more rings than a pimp Name is mc chris dismissed as the wimp I insist I'm the shit with a sith triple flip Got cream in the whip, got ho's on my dick Got a glock automatic in case some badass wants to trip I titty rip chicks while you go get a grip I glow on a bitch while your bro takes a fist My flow makes me rich well rich to me IRS takes half math makes me weak But I do it for the fans and the crazy creeps Now please wave your hands like they baby feet What do I got that nobody gots Who is the one everybody wants Real rappers get kept fake rappers get lost Mc chris lowercase no dots [x2] I slam my fist down chris is pissed now Umbrella up Rihanna took a crowbar to chris brown Some bitch gonna whistle mc chris'll miss this town But yo I'm just here to have some fun If you don't know better ask someone I went I'll on a hill with a gatling gun My pitch'll choke a bitch Marlee Matlin's stunned Cause I'm a dog once I wiggle with my finger on the trigger Ho's who I'm havin cause I'm sold seven figures And my rolls gettin bigger I got money disease And I heard the vaccine is smokin mad trees Back off these nuts and let a man breathe I do what I like I like to be me Lip on the mic? I like hip hop it makes me feel free What do I got that nobody gots Who is the one everybody wants Real rappers get kept fake rappers get lost Mc chris lowercase no dots [x2] Highways on hot days got wavy heat Now please wave your hands like they baby feet Botox ballerinas got lazy leaks Now please wave your hands like they baby feet I forward all my mail to Gravy Street Now please wave your hands like they baby feet I like hotdogs cause it's maybe meat Now please wave your hands like it's baby meat Hahaha I said baby meat (I know) hahahaha