MC Chris - QT lyrics

[MC Chris - QT lyrics]

QT motherfucker late fees motherfucker
I'm dropping N bombs
Like "What motherfucker?"
Transform motherfucker
You've been warned motherfucker
Bitch slap from a Kangol capped motherfucker

'63 Tennessee
Though the marriage was through
Little dude called Q born to Connie McHugh
Little mick little wop
And a little Cherokee
And a little African-American apparently
Brother got soul and mother gotta bounce
Sunny Cal for the gal and
The boy with the brow
Daddy two was a dude wasn't
Quite what we liked i was glued to the tube
Cuz real life wasn't right so we moved
Nomadic in a panic i was bruised
Hyperactive and erratic hated school
A dirt bag with nerd facts dropped out
Ripped tickets at a jerk shack i escaped
Manhattan beach where they rent tapes
Pontificate new wave and it's French babes
Extrapolate all day cause I got raves
Talk shop non-stop while I got paid
Wrote a script bout Mallory and Mickey
Story's kinda gory some said sorta sickening
Wrote a rom-com about a
Elvis quoting creature fall in love
At a Sonny Chiba triple feature
Stole a hooker from a pimp
Stole coke from The Sopranos
Then he sold it to Joel
Silver before everything goes blammo
One script in the stack in
Which I wanted to act
Fuck rejections by readers in one
Year they’ll wanna retract

QT motherfucker late fees motherfucker
I’m dropping N bombs like what motherfucker
Transform motherfucker
You’ve been warned motherfucker
Bitch slap from a Kangol capped motherfucker

Liked to act honed my craft on
The side when I could
Saved my pennies started dreamin'
Started schemin' Hollywood
Got excited bout my writing in two
Years I wrote three scripts
No one bought them it was rotten
And I almost lost my shit
Can’t deny it I decided time
To get off the pot
I could shoot it myself and give
It all that I got
I could direct star and edit and
Fetch a bag off stops
Don’t need a corporate clown hold
Me down in a headlock so I went to a party
Wearing my finest tiger print
Ready to schmooze and get vagina on my dick
Then I met my defender by
The name of Lawrence Bender
He said "You got some moxy
You obnoxious pretender"
Read my script and loved it
Said it needs a budget
He dropped it and shopped
It to courtly curmudgeons
A briefcase of cash that glowed was bestowed
Some say that it’s gold but
I know it’s a soul

QT motherfucker late fees motherfucker
I’m dropping N bombs
Like "What motherfucker?'
Transform motherfucker
You’ve been warned motherfucker
Bitch slap from a Kangol capped motherfucker

Eddie was a betty like to talk like a bitch
Mr white was the type who’s
Too nice for his niche
Mr pink was a hater who wouldn't tip waiters
Mr brown was gunned down but
He savored the flavor
Mr blue was a con so his humor was minimal
Mr orange was the sort who
Never consorted with criminals
Mr blonde was a Vega so his brother was Vince
Everyone head to the rendezvous
Daddy's gonna be pissed

QT motherfucker late fees motherfucker
I’m dropping N bombs
Like "What motherfucker?"
Transform motherfucker
You’ve been warned motherfucker
Bitch slap from a Kangol capped motherfucker

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