T-Pain - Muffaga Lyrics
[Intro]
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Teddy, uh, uh
Listen up
[Verse 1 + Ad-Libs]
All you gotta do is call 1-9 hunned (hunned)
Son I’m stunnin’ (stunnin’)
You just a miscarriage (what?)
Son not coming (With what?)
With nothing, bitch I’m sweet now
This nigga’s big enough to make a sticked-up cheeck sound (goddamn!)
Teddy Propane (pain)
Lyrical cocaine
Custom made outfit (yeah)
Flyer than four planes (woah!)
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How could you deny the genius of my work ethic (damn)
Cause all you crazy ass niggas that need to work edit (yeah)
I need to take my medication on the daily basis
I got some shit inside of me and I can’t wait to say this
Cause I’m a lose a lot of friends in the process
But this the ones that been fucking up all my progress
But I digress and you die slow
I ain’t ate enough rappers, I need ’bout five mo’
But before I style on ’em, let me cover up
Cause I don’t want no rap stains on my button-up (Yeah)
