Monty Starr - Part Of The Joke Lyrics

Man I wonder how I do that there
(Mama, I'm a Superstarr)
(Mama, I'm a Superstarr)
God asked me was I ready, told my Most High "yeah" (Mama, I'm a Superstarr)
(Mama, I'm a Superstarr)
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Straight fire bar to bar, man I wonder how I do that there
Meditated Jan 1, it's gone be a good year
God asked me was I ready, told my Most High "yeah"
Niggas want the gloves, just know I'm right motherf*ckin- (right f*cking here)
I'm right here (nigga) and to be real, boy you moving like a queer (like a queer, nigga)
Nah, no press, I'm too busy for the chit chat (I'm too busy, busy)
But if we talkin bout that scrilla, I can squeeze him in Saturday
Modern Prince, but I ain't part of royalty
Purple rain got 'em stupid, not the record, but codeine
Call the ophthalmologist if they think they seeing me
And you better not put 'em in a courtroom, all them nigga copping pleas
My cocoa eyes got the bird ass brainers going (going)
Ain't got the time, if it ain't bout the money I'm like (I'm like no)
Congratulate me but them mfs hating on the (hating on the low)
They laughing loud, guess they empty pockets part of the jok-
Part of the joke
Go against me, niggas be like "nose, goes"
Ash to Ashes, nigga, ring around the rose
You gone fall trynna take a Monty doseeeeeeee
(dose, dose, dose)
I'mmmm feelin my Bobby, no relation to lil bro from Brady Bunch
How you know that you a Starr, Monty? (I don't know, I don't know)
I guess I got a hunch
Half these niggas postin got no motion, niggas really bots
What gets me is these the same niggas that got Toys for Tots
Damn, maybe I really am the problem
But answer this one question, who the f*ck is gonna solve it? (the f*ck?)
"B-I-C-T-H" hoe, im worse than Scrappy Motha
Dee up on a nigga, steal the ball, then hit the jumper (bow)
My cocoa eyes got the bird ass brainers going (got em going)
Ain't got the time, if it ain't bout the money I'm like (I'm like nah)
Congratulate me but them mf hating on the (but they hating on the low)
They laughing loud, guess they empty pockets part of the joke (guess they empty pockets)
911, I think ole boy is in a rut
I see him drowning in the deep end, what a klutz
Must be a Keller, they can't see me, they ain't hearing me
Ray Charles, Warren Snipe
Let that sink in, home delivery
Straight fire bar to bar, man I wonder how I do that there
I'm in that drop top
Niggas shoes, they flip flops
Apple of his eye, told that nigga call me Steve Jobs
When he with me, trust he coming faster than a sports car
Whooooooooooo tf this scrub is, coming for the Starr?
And why y'all niggas acting like this rapping shit is hard?
When these pussy niggas had the nerve to grow some balls?
(shit, I don't know, but that diss ain't going far)
My cocoa eyes got the bird ass brainers going
Ain't got the time, if it ain't bout the money I'm like
Congratulate me but them mf hating on the (but they hating on the low)
They laughing loud, guess they empty pockets part of the joke (guess they empty pockets)
My cocoa eyes got the bird ass brainers going
(bird ass brainers going, got the bird ass brainers going)
Ain't got the time, if it ain't bout the money I'm like
(I'm like nah, nigga, I'm like nah, nigga)
Congratulate me but them mf hating on the
(they hating on the low, on the, on the, on the low)
They laughing loud, guess they empty pockets part of the joke, joke, joke, joke, joke
(part of the joke)