Kool Keith, Donny V - Report lyrics
[Kool Keith, Donny V - Report lyrics]
Ha ha, yeah! Got'cha man Bobby Grind
Donny V, the man Donny V
The Commission is back
Donny V, opens the question
I'm rap's second best
Out of a million other rappers
I'm better than the rest
Moet sipper, mic ripper and pussy getter
I'm on my own zone so you
Know I stay fly nigga
Bitch niggas go to clubs frontin
With they fake Coogi you ain't a kingpin
Take off that slum jewelry
I'm reformed, no more pickin the guns up
Get out of line I'll be the first
To say get your funds up
The feds is only waitin for
Me to catch a case
I have fun now from punchin
Niggas in they fuckin face
I'm 'bout to retire from rap
Ain't no competition
Rap was fun when bodies came up missin
I cut bodies up
While I listen to Billy Preston
We had a photo session with
Bush daughters at the Westin
Now I'ma shit on top of the Hummer H3
Kick you in the asshole like Gracie
Y'all tryin to get these clown-ass
Clodhod niggas to replace me
Y'all toy like Toys'R'Us
You brush your hair back with a red brush
You critics lick the back of a gorilla's ass
Who says I can't cuss?
Y'all like the other product
Nothin motherfuckers, you have to readjust
Touch the diseases under the balls
Make those house calls
We cuttin the nails out of tigers' paws
Shit off the Select-o-Vision
You piss through your television
You see it? You got Hell-o-Vision
Bodies in the back, stay away
Bodies in the front, stay away
I should come from the store, Macy's layaway
All you motherfuckers droppin that
Bullshit every month on that conveyor belt
Forcin that shit down people's throats
And all you motherfuckers I never
Seen or heard of before
Poppin up on motherfuckin magazines
I ain't never seen you motherfuckers
In my motherfuckin LIFE'! Out of nowhere
You just come pop-o matic MC
Report to the Commi$$ioner
Donny V, the man Donny V
The Commission is back
Donny V, opens the question
I'm rap's second best
Out of a million other rappers
I'm better than the rest
Moet sipper, mic ripper and pussy getter
I'm on my own zone so you
Know I stay fly nigga
Bitch niggas go to clubs frontin
With they fake Coogi you ain't a kingpin
Take off that slum jewelry
I'm reformed, no more pickin the guns up
Get out of line I'll be the first
To say get your funds up
The feds is only waitin for
Me to catch a case
I have fun now from punchin
Niggas in they fuckin face
I'm 'bout to retire from rap
Ain't no competition
Rap was fun when bodies came up missin
I cut bodies up
While I listen to Billy Preston
We had a photo session with
Bush daughters at the Westin
Now I'ma shit on top of the Hummer H3
Kick you in the asshole like Gracie
Y'all tryin to get these clown-ass
Clodhod niggas to replace me
Y'all toy like Toys'R'Us
You brush your hair back with a red brush
You critics lick the back of a gorilla's ass
Who says I can't cuss?
Y'all like the other product
Nothin motherfuckers, you have to readjust
Touch the diseases under the balls
Make those house calls
We cuttin the nails out of tigers' paws
Shit off the Select-o-Vision
You piss through your television
You see it? You got Hell-o-Vision
Bodies in the back, stay away
Bodies in the front, stay away
I should come from the store, Macy's layaway
All you motherfuckers droppin that
Bullshit every month on that conveyor belt
Forcin that shit down people's throats
And all you motherfuckers I never
Seen or heard of before
Poppin up on motherfuckin magazines
I ain't never seen you motherfuckers
In my motherfuckin LIFE'! Out of nowhere
You just come pop-o matic MC
Report to the Commi$$ioner