MCs Can Kiss

I got somethin' MCs Can Kiss I got somethin' MCs Can Kiss When I start to rap I start to rap I sta-sta-sta-sta-start l-li-like this I got somethin' MCs Can Kiss I got somethin' MCs Can Kiss When I start to rap I start to rap I sta-sta-sta-sta-start l-li-like this I got somethin' MCs Can Kiss I got somethin' MCs Can Kiss Now don't say don't say don't say this I got somethin' MCs Can Kiss Yeah, I got something MCs Can Kiss It's a nice bum cheek and it goes like this You fuck with the wrong bitch (Is the battle over here?) I don't care, I quit There's two kinds of MCs out there There's the ones who rap, and the ones who don't care And frankly, I don't give a fuck You might be dope on the mic, but your music sucks (uh!) Not me, I got some dope beats I'm an entertainer, not a lyricist I'm so far from all you cats out there If I get popular, I know that ain't fair I got 9 million plays and 12 hundred friends Don't hate the player, man, hate the game I never force anyone to listen my music Never send a bulletin, never post the shit I'm a musical youth and I rules the nation Something is wrong with this generation They just want to play games like GTA Eating some junk food, smoke weed all day And when the freaks come out at night They dancing hot and they getting high Guess who's making big bucks on this? I got something MCs Can Kiss I got somethin' MCs Can Kiss I got somethin' MCs Can Kiss When I start to rap I start to rap I start st-start st-start l-li-like this Now for all the girls who got work out there I wanna see you wave your hands like you just don't care You're looking all dressed up in your fancy clothes We got you dancing as the music goes The club is spinning round to the cowbell sound (?) Stomp your feet and shake the ground Make way for the ladies who are ready to play We gonna party like it's Saturday I got somethin' MCs Can Kiss I got somethin' MCs Can Kiss When I start to rap I start to rap I sta-sta-sta-sta-start l-li-like this I got somethin' MCs Can Kiss I got somethin' MCs Can Kiss When I start to rap I start to rap I sta-sta-sta-sta-start l-li-like this Yeah, Uffie's going just a little higher Jump, jump 'til you get tired One for the ladies, two for my DJ Three to get ready, we gotta let the beat play Four to the floor, you can kiss my ass I'm the least working girl in showbusiness Yeah, and I come home at six Well you're sleepy, don't quit, let's do this on the beat (?) I don't have any job to attend in the morning No boss on my shoulders to check how I'm doing And maybe that's why I don't do so much Unless I go too early cause I was on the rush Of making my own dough, of doing my homework To travel the whole world, to try all kinds of stuff I even tried out to play saxophone And you'll be the first one to hear how it sound