Wii Sport Type Beat Lyrics

Rappers can rap and singer can sing

I don't do either I'm just doing this thing

I don't really trap, not much to bring

This might sound like cap, but its got a ring

I'm dripping sauce, not talking wings

When you hear work i hear cha ching

I hear you, I get it,

I get it i get it i get I get

But some words sting

What we say it turns to facts,

All my bitches in all black,

At the show looking like snacks,

Lil spice we pepper jack

No don't touch or you'll get smacked,

I heard your raps

You're really whack

I only rap to prove a point,

I only rhyme to say I did

Dont think im that good but you listen,

I'll keep posting you keep dissin

Get your tickets just to see me

Cause I'm that bitch ya want to see.

I'm nothing I'm a no one and I'm all about the clownery

Before shows in VIP

AFTER SHOWS IN BALCONIES

I'll see ya when I see ya

At the top floor is where I'm bound to be,

I'll see ya when I see ya at the top is where I'm bound to be,

Rappers can rap and singer can sing

Well I don't do either I'm just tryin this thing

I don't really trap, not much to bring

This might sound like cap, but its got a ring

I'm dripping sauce, not talking wings

When you hear work i hear cha chingching

I hear you, I get it,

I get it i get it i get

But some words can sting

What I say it turns to facts,

All my bitches in all black,

At the show looking like snacks,

Lil spice we pepper jack,

Do not touch or you'll get smacked,

I heard your raps

You're really whack

A rockstar clown with a rock star life

You can kiss my knuckles cause I don't wanna fight

Strap into ya buckles cause its time to ride

Chuckle at the struggle

Cause we bout that life

I'm keeping it clean,

I'm back on tour,

This aint horror rap its clowny core

Stand out in the scene,

With my face on your screen,

Your buying my merchhhhh,

Tell em buy some more

We enter the public,

Turn the place into a ruckus,

Introduce myself as jayne dough

And the people seem to love it

We've been causing trouble,

But we keep our clown shit subtle,

You know what we're about,

And we are all about that hustle

Rappers can rap and singer can sing

Well I don't do either I'm just tryin this thing

I don't really trap, not much to bring

This might sound like cap, but its got a ring

I'm dripping sauce, not talking wings

When you hear work i hear cha chingching

I hear you, I get it,

I get it i get it i get

But some words can sting