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I Got It Made

78

R&B/Soul

I Got It Made was released on July 15, 2009 by Manhattan Recordings as a part of the album Afternoon Delight

Song Details

AlbumAfternoon Delight

Release DateJuly 15, 2009

LabelManhattan Recordings

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM88

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Howie Tee

Vocals

Ginger Rose

Performer

Special Ed

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Special Ed

Lyrics, Composer

Howie Tee

Composer, Lyrics

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Special Ed

Producer

Lyrics

I'm your idol, the highest title, numero uno

I'm not a Puerto Rican, but I'm speaking so that you know

And understand I got the gift of speech

And it's a blessing, so listen to the lesson I preach

I talk sense condensed into the form of a poem

Full of knowledge from my toes to the top of my dome

I'm kinda young but my tongue speaks maturity

I'm not a child, I don't need nothing for security

I get paid when my record is played

To put it short, I got it made...

I'm outspoken, my language is broken into a slang

But it's just a dialect that I select when I hang

I play it cool, 'cause cooling is all that I'm about

Just fooling with the girlies, yes I'm busting it out

I'm Special Ed and you can tell by the style that I use

I'm creatively superior, yo, I never lose

I never lost 'cause I'm the boss, I never will 'cause I'm still

The champion, chief one, won't lose until

I choose

Which I won't 'cause I don't retreat

I'll run you over like a truck and leave you dead in the street

You're inviting me, a titan to a battle

Why?

I don't need your respect 'cause I got it made...

I'm talented, yes I'm gifted

Never boosted, never shoplifted

I got the cash, but money ain't nothin'

Make a million dollars every record that I cut and

My name is Special Ed and I'm a super-duper star

Every other month I get a brand new car

Got twenty, that's plenty yet I still want more

Kind of fond of Honda scooters, got 74

I got the riches to fulfill my needs

Got land in the sand of the West Indies

Even got a little island of my very own

I got a frog, a dog with a solid gold bone

An accountant to account the amount I spent

Got a treaty with Tahiti 'cause I own a percent

Got gear I wear for everyday

Boutiques from France to the U.S.A

And I make all the money from the rhymes I invent

So it really doesn't matter, how much I spent

Because yo, I make fresh rhymes daily

You burn me, really??

Think, just blink and I've made a million rhymes

Just imagine if you blinked a million times

Damn I'd be paid

I got it made...

I'm kind of spoiled 'cause everything I want I got made

I wanted gear, got everything from cotton to suede

I wanted leg, I didn't beg I just got laid

My hair was growing too long, so I got me a fade

And when my dishes got dirty, I got Cascade

And when the weather was hot, I got a spot in the shade

I'm wise because I rise to the top of my grade

Wanted peace on Earth, so to God I prayed

Some kids across town thought I was afraid

They couldn't harm me, I got the army brigade

I'm not a trader, if what you got is greater I'll trade

But maybe later 'cause my waiter made potatoed alligator soufflé

I got it made...

Written by: Howie Tee, Special Ed

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