I'm Here

歌詞

Ohh, I'm here! So open up the door for me (Who is it?) It's Hopsin I'm Here So open up the door for me Hurry up and let me in (Na na na na na) Give me my dinner (Na na na na na) Then pass me the dessert Yo, H-izzo P Stepped in the dizzo With a mean mug and a magnificent flizzo I'm gotta get my swag on nigga ye know I'm tryna leave the club with a freaky ass hoe My penis is all I'm feenin' to give her Hopsin is sicker than a nigga who sobbin From hiccups and vomit his liver (what?) You wanna blow up? Stop gobblin' liquor and prob'ly consider Plottin' some shit up to get popular quicker Phonies get to many plays on the station And leave me assed out of a deal While they on vacation Shit I'll leave these rappers face on the pavement! This games filled with more whack niggas Then a slave owners basement But I'm a freth of bresh air I mean a breath of fresh air MCs are next to catch hell I leave em wrecked and then scared Cause that's just what I do I'm the lyrical bugaboo Wait on me for a substitute I be tearing shit up so move! Ohh, I'm here! So open up the door for me (Who is it?) It's Hopsin I'm Here So open up the door for me Hurry up and let me in (Na na na na na) Give me my dinner (Na na na na na) Then pass me the dessert Hey shorty, if I buy you a 40 You think that you can gimme some tang? I'm feelin' horny, or we can have an orgy With you and your friends, Ill be the man Have a nigga yellin' out, yeah! My label tryna make me switch the flow Just because Oprah, Don't want me sayin' bitch no more I'm like Oprah why you doin' this? Come on this is Ludacris That just hypes my ass up even more To call you a bitch! This is my life, and this is my urge This is my mic, and these are my words You can't stop Hopsin Forget it, it's not poppin' I kick the shit that niggas love When they hot boxin' Right when you was bout to retire From listenin' rap music, I reversered and turned you back to it It was a close call I was even thinkin' all hope was lost But most of all! Be happy Ohh, I'm here! So open up the door for me (Who is it?) It's Hopsin I'm Here So open up the door for me Hurry up and let me in (Na na na na na) Give me my dinner (Na na na na na) Then pass me the dessert I go to rap concerts, and post in the back Don't even clap, I'm knowin' that to show or be whack After performin They be lookin' like they supposed to get dap I'm like, Man you got murdered by your openin' act! Get outta here! You ain't fuckin' with what I brought to the table You just a tax write-off for your label You outside flossin' you Range Rove Hoes eyeballin' your bankroll Till you floppin' all the money back Am I watchin' the same show? I think so I'm the invincible, unpredictable Mr. Ripper flow Yes it's pitiful, gimme some nipples to nibble on Lyrical general, suck on my genitals Fore you get shitted on Understand me or ye never gon' get along He best be, the hottest since the PS3 Straight out the W.E.S.T Of course! What other rappers you know Reppin' it iller? You other niggas pretty hot But I'm a definite killer Ohh, I'm here! So open up the door for me (Who is it?) It's Hopsin I'm Here So open up the door for me Hurry up and let me in (Na na na na na) Give me my dinner (Na na na na na) Then pass me the dessert Hopsin, Hopsin, Hopsin, Hopsin, Hopsin Hopsin, Hopsin, Hopsin, Hopsin, Hopsin H-izzo P stepped in the dizzo With a mean mug and a magnificent flizzo H-izzo P stepped in the dizzo With a mean mug and a magnificent flizzo