Lirik

What's up, Lil' Homie I heard you've been talking mad smack about me I'm at 124 Conch Street Pull up if you want this smoke Hah hah All these fishes do what I say like Simon Crib imported from Easter Island Polynesian floors in my living room's stylish Cabinets in my kitchen made out of blue diamonds Second story bedroom is where I reside in House got a garden in the back that I hide in It's so rare to ever catch me smiling I'm a real G, just in case you need reminding I'm a real G, just in case you need reminding You don't want these hands You don't want these hands I'm a real G, just in case you need rеminding You don't want these hands I'm a real G, just in casе you need reminding I'm ready I don't need money, boy I work for fun Go against your favorite rapper? Boy, I've already won And it doesn't even matter 'cause I'm already done If you make us even madder, boy I swear you better run All you wanna do is blabber boy, you don't want none We will put you on a platter boy and eat you with a bun You do not stand a chance, boy I swear we not the one You don't want these hands boy, these arms weigh a ton I'm the strongest I'm the land, I got real nice muscles Punch you in the glands, you don't want these knuckles Got big plans for these arms that I juggle Gotta understand, I came up from the struggles I am Harry Potter, boy you are a muggle Play the clarinet and I make your girl chuckle Roley on my wrist got your girl in trouble You and my fist make a really cute couple You and my- You and my fist make a really cute couple You don't want these hands You don't want these hands Punch you in the glands, you don't want these knuckles You don't want these hands Pushing these fish off me like Huuuannnnhh You don't want these hands You don't want these hands Imma keep flowing so take a seat You are undergoing radiation heat Imma excel like a datasheet Everyone's knowing that they can't compete Walk on this beat with naked feet Flow in the oven, we're baking treats Penthouse looking like a spacious suite I made this hood, we paved the streets I don't know why Trunxks made this beat But Imma hop on it like a vacant seat Sponge will work through rain or sleet You won't understand 'cause your brain's petite Sponge got A's on his grading sheet Sponge got the lames feeling pain this week I'm around the world like container fleets The way I keep flowing they can't repeat Listen, let this be a warning to you I have a black belt in karate I am a karate master I can take you out with just one finger You do not want these hands Yaa Went to the gym everyday this year And you already know that I'm staying here SpongeBob SquarePants will stay in gear If you really don't know then I'll make it clear I am at the top because I made it here I can tell that you are going to bathe in fear It looks like you're not even in the basic tier It looks like you are gonna need some training, dear I play the clarinet and I amaze your ears I play the clarinet and they shake their rears Eat these rappers up and I fillet their peers And guess what? You're my entrée so cheers Bikini bottom's home, I was raised in here This is my hood, I embrace the years If you come and visit, we'll be heaving spears If you come and visit, you will leave in tears You don't want these hands You don't want these hands You don't want these hands Pushing these fish off me like Huuuannnnhh You don't want these hands You don't want these hands You don't want these hands
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