Текст песни Mr. Potato Head

I Made You!

Yes I Made You!

Mr. Potatohead I Made You!

I Made You!

I Made You!

Mr. Potatohead I Made You!

Theres no batteries in my back

I show you niggas how I move (Move Echo)

50 ain't gangsta

Lloyd Banks ain't gangsta

Yayo ain't gangsta

Young Buck, you know you ain't gangsta

Look at what you niggas made

Ain't that a bitch

Created a monster

Kicked me outta G-Unit

Put me in converse

Matter of fact give me a dick

Just like Olivia so you can suck my shit

Gimme a pen

So I can be the hardest in the click

Wind me up nigga then gimme some lips

So I can talk about ya faggot

Niggas aint no thugs

While im at it tell Young Buck gimme some white gloves

So I can cover my fingerprints in ya blood

I need a get away car you can put it on dubs

Make sure its got a stash for the 38 snub

And a Banks album 'cause thats where I got my buds

Gimme muscles like 50

Gimme Yayo hands

Gimme a collection plate for Ma$e fans

Gimme some glasses so I can watch Mason dance

Who movin? You singing?

Nigga gimme ya fans

Gimme a tattoo tear

Gimme some ears so i can hear police talkin when you disappear

I made you

I made you

I made you

I made you

Mr. Potato Head

I Made you

Yes, I Made you

Mr. Potato Head I Made you!

I Made you

I Made You!

Mr. Potato Head I Made you! (You Echo)

Theres no batteries in my back

I show you niggas how I move.

Yayo: And I'd like to thank game 'cause hes mr potato head of the year, 'n' you kn.. a put together gangsta!

Rolling through Connecticut

In a stolen mini-van

Stop at his house

I dont see many men

Matter of fact I dont see any men

One plain clothed cop call him Lieutenant Dan

Officer why ya man tryna beat up my fans?

Makin me 5 times platinum wasnt part of his plan

Same shit same snitch

You know how it goes

I smell a rat even if you take off my nose

And i bet every quarter in your piggy bank

Lloyd told N.Y.P.D. who got 50 shanked

Next time when the lights go out

I'm pulling a desert eagle when the knives come out

Watch that man get ta tussling and the mice run out

Don't gamble with ya life when my dice roll out

I made you

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I made you

I made you

I made you

Mr Potato Head I Made you!

Yes I Made you

Mr Potato Head I Made you!

I Made you!

I Made You!

Mr Potato Head I Made you!

Theres no batteries in my back

I show you Ã'iggas how I move (Move Echo)

50 aint gangsta

Lloyd Banks aint gangsta

Yayo aint gangsta

Young Buck you know you aint gangsta

(Phat Rat talks)

G-G-G-G-G.... NOT!

You bitch ass niggas

Check this out man

I'm not gonna be playing these mother f**king games

Mr. Potato head now you wanna be a comedian nigga

This shit is R-E-A-L nigga!

Real nigga

Black wall street

Wait wait

Like I told you last time

It's THE black wall street you bitch ass nigga

And Oliv... Excuse me OLIVER!

You punk mother f**ker

I'm still taking heat from my niggas

For looking at your mother f**kin' ass nigga

You somebodys son

You bitch ass Ã'igga

I'ma catch up to your ass nigga

Muscle mouth ass bitch

Thats alright though nigga

G-U-Not nigga

This is black wall street nigga

Tell me where you at

Thats all we need to know nigga

Cus this is real nigga

This is the streets nigga

Brazil & Wilmington nigga

In case you didn't know nigga

Thats right in the heart of COMPTON

You Bitch ass nigga

And Olivia

Get that mother f**king lil' ass red

Mother f**king shorts off your mother f**king ass on that video

Everybody can you see your balls bitch

' The f**k is wrong with you

My Ã'iggas know I tried to holla at your bitch ass nigga

Ima f**k you up nigga

It's your fault

50 Snitch

This is Phat Rat nigga

In case you forgot nigga

Double!

Mr. Potatohead I Made You!

I kill who is my enemy

I don't give a f**k

If you talk shit

I make you a follower yeah

You crack me up kid

Your stupid

I'm much more agile then ever

Got more style so yo whatever

Whatever

Whatever (Echoes)