Mr. Rosenberg
Jason Rose
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You understand one thing, man Over here You need the money to get the power And once you get the power That's when you get the women That's why you gotta make your own moves (Aah) Mr. Rosenberg Call me Mr. Rosenberg It ain't Jason Rose no more Bitch, it's Mr. Rosenberg CEO of my own company Call me Mr. Rosenberg No, I ain't no fuckin' dummy Bitch, I'm Mr. Rosenberg Mr. Rosenberg Call me Mr. Rosenberg Made fun of my last name 'til the cash came, Mr. Rosenberg Now you're livin' life up in the fast lane, Mr. Rosenberg Always with a bad dame gettin' mad brain, Mr. Rosenberg Feels like I've been gone for a minute (Let's get it) Motherfuckers thought that I'm finished (Whoa) Know a couple rappers stealin' my sauce, who are they kiddin' (Y'all dumb) There's no need to keep on guessin' who the f*ck I am descriptin' (Whoa, whoa) Tell that boy to jump off my dick and move cautiously (Get off) 'Cause you'll get bodied in the nick of time flawlessly (Baow) I'm boutta become every single thing I oughta be (Whoa) And I done fathered these rappers, so pay your foster fees (Yeah) F*ck your team, boy, I did it with no guidance (Whoa) I'm South Brooklyn's finest Address me as your highness (I'm the king) I'm lookin' at they faces and all I see is vaginas (Pussy) I'm fuckin' on mamas, sisters and even Aunt Jemimas (Wooh) We was dead broke, grandma sleepin' on recliners (Damn) Starrett City livin', now we sittin' next to pilots (Sheesh) G5 dippin', boy, I'm on a different mileage (I'm gone) I'll throw this money up and I can really change the climate, I'm wylin Don't speak, boy, as far as rap goes (Yeah) You couldn't even beat my shadow with your little trash flows (Nah) I've been on a different level reachin' new plateaus (Whoa, whoa) Have you even seen the bitches at some of my last shows (God damn) With they waist real slim and they ass mad swole (That's right) That's my sexy lil' Cuban ting, call her "Castro" (Wooh) Should've invested in Rose, you would've seen your cash grow (Let's get it) Boy Wonder, got the game tied by a lasso, let's go (Whoa, whoa) Mr. Rosenberg Call me Mr. Rosenberg It ain't Jason Rose no more Bitch, it's Mr. Rosenberg CEO of my own company Call me Mr. Rosenberg No, I ain't no fuckin' dummy Bitch, I'm Mr. Rosenberg Mr. Rosenberg Call me Mr. Rosenberg Made fun of my last name 'til the cash came, Mr. Rosenberg Now you're livin' life up in the fast lane, Mr. Rosenberg Always with a bad dame gettin' mad brain, Mr. Rosenberg Will the real MicGrady stand up, stand up I see myself in all of y'all, it's tough, it's tough (Which one are you) Just a bunch of my children that's actin' up, actin' up (Y'all my sons) I think it's 'bout time that I beat 'em real rough, real rough (Come here) I take accountability for puttin' on some rappers (I do) That I should've much rather just left layin' in trash (Gahbage) 'Cause motherfuckers don't deserve to share the moments I captured Bow down to the god, bitches, this is y'all rapture (Bow down) What, you really thought that I would never get here, huh (Whoa, whoa) I made strides just to fuckin' be accepted, bruh (Sheesh) Shut yo' mouth, why the f*ck you talkin' reckless fuh (Shut the f*ck up) I'll show the world how to make it in America (Yeah) Okay, turn up My youngins will run up (Whoa, whoa) Let's shut this bitch down and get lit 'til the sun up (Let's get it) Tell all these mumblin' clowns there's no circus in town So please pack all your shit 'cause the fun's up Now get all your funds up You still pickin' crumbs up (Bum) That smoke that you askin' for might f*ck your lungs up You pull up on me then it's war you gon' see (Ha) Man, these artists is targets now Please pick your guns up (Okay, whoa) It's LPC Records, I made my own label (LPC) I've just about had it with all of your fables (That's right) I could pop yo' top, spin yo' block like a dreidel (Skrt, skrt) Bitch, this my new tape, to the death you'll get cradled (God damn) Mr. Rosenberg Call me Mr. Rosenberg It ain't Jason Rose no more Bitch, it's Mr. Rosenberg CEO of my own company Call me Mr. Rosenberg No, I ain't no fuckin' dummy Bitch, I'm Mr. Rosenberg Mr. Rosenberg Call me Mr. Rosenberg Made fun of my last name 'til the cash came, Mr. Rosenberg Now you're livin' life up in the fast lane, Mr. Rosenberg Always with a bad dame gettin' mad brain, Mr. Rosenberg You listen to me, you Jew Boy I never fucked nobody that didn't have it coming to them, okay The only thing I have in this world is my balls and my word And I break 'em for nobody, you got that F*ck you, Jew Boy
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