The Specktators - Obnoxious lyrics

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The Specktators - Obnoxious lyrics

Oh sh**, this is so not proper Kickin' it with the mitten state showstopper Michigan repper, middle of the hand Thumbs up to your cho, middle finger to the man Yessir Lookout bro, the pen'll k** Sleeping on the fire man? This ain't even been a drill Way over your head, like some bad brain You're not on the bandwagon yet, that's a damn shame But that's fine, that's fine, that's fine You'll be hittin snooze for the last time, last time You call your chick daily, I call that chick mine If I put the D-on then she'll call me Primetime Man you couldn't k** the cat if you hit it nine times I'm an emcee, squared, so she give me Einstein This sh** right here? It's perfect-o Put it on a blank check, I'mma be successful Whoa, you know what it is I got this. (What?) Hotness. Go ahead stop this Nah, you know what is bro You know what is ho, you know what it is, you know, you know (whoa) I got-I got-I got-I got got this (What?) The throne boy, go ahead watch this I mean I'm thrown boy, faded, unconscious I mean I'm in my zone, K? I'm obnoxious Oh, you bit off a little more than you could chew I could take your flow and do it better than what you could do Look at you, lookin' at me, what is it you staring at I look at you only cause I wonder why you're wearing that Dang, I'm in a different league than these other boys And I'm tired of hiding it, time for me to make some noise Bang Put my foot in the game, now I'm a shoe-in I can't stop doing my thang Packi, locked in the stu writin' fuego They don't like to say it, but guarantee you they know So they don't step on the team Or maybe they do, but it don't make a blip on the screen For real, I don't know what the deal is Your sh** was wack, then you talked, now it still is Zip it up, your jaws droppin, pick it up Take the camera for me and Moe, your chick wants a pic of us, b**h Whoa, you know what it is I got this. (What?) Hotness. Go ahead stop this Nah, you know what is bro You know what is ho, you know what it is, you know, you know (whoa) I got-I got-I got-I got got this (What?) The throne boy, go ahead watch this I mean I'm thrown boy, faded, unconscious I mean I'm in my zone, K? I'm obnoxious This ain't even difficult I be runnin' through these bars like they were invisible Turnin' heads, what is this a physical? Music is medicinal But get me on a beat and it's condition will be critical Cause I stay floss like dentists do it And I rock mics like Lenox Lewis But I never tie-son, I'mma stay getting wins for the city I'm from How about that I'll be an outcast till I count stacks Sippin on, damn I cannot even pronounce that Trampoline booties, look at how they bounce back Imma do it big, I don't see how you could doubt that Gimme hotels and the whole crew (Gimme that) Gimme warm weather and a cold brew (Gimme that) And a dope stu (yup), and some cool choes (hey) I could say the name (REFS), but you already know Whoa, you know what it is I got this. (What?) Hotness. Go ahead stop this Nah, you know what is bro You know what is ho, you know what it is, you know, you know (whoa) I got-I got-I got-I got got this (What?) The throne boy, go ahead watch this I mean I'm thrown boy, faded, unconscious I mean I'm in my zone, K? I'm obnoxious