Uh Oh!

Lyrics

[Intro] E-dubble, the rapper, the lyricist man, find me on season 18 on Making the Band P Diddy even told me that he was a fan He likes Toothache so much he wants to give us a chance [Verse 1] No way Cuz' our music is butter like Parkay Don't fuck with our style cuz we do it our way And people wanna invest in the rhymes that E say Thats why I started selling all my skeet on ebay Let's do it, everybody's down with the music The mixtapes hot, summer schoolgirls chew it Everybody's drunk so they act all foolish with a notic in their cups so it looks all blue-ish The truest summer jam parties over here 16 grades equals 16 years The only thing i failed was in econ class, that's cuz' I didn't memorize macro-graphs Fuck School! Everybody knows that its true Bullshit politics it's a goddamn ruse That paper on the wall means I ain't no fool, but no paper in my pocket means I ain't that cool I'm not new, I'm in the old e-session, with a big fat beat and a cold profession I'm on hip hops with an old obsession because 6 years ago Deep-O was flexing [Chorus] Uh Ohhhhh Why don't you play my song It's got a good hook and it ain't that long Uh Ohhhhh Who's paying the DJ He's gotta be deaf, Coldplay's on replay Uh Ohhhhh Cop the DVD Toothache can be seen on your TV screen Uh Ohhhhh Why don't you listen to me, Irishtoothache's back tell the family [Verse 2] Everybody says Toothache is so so fresh, but we only get played on PBS And BET looked right past me, but an old man in Maine has my MP3 Oh shit, Toothache got new hits We labour all day way before August It's not a question when Tup steps in, that your girl will be hooked like she had blue fins I'm in Illadel with my music on blast, white folks get embarrassed when my car goes past They look at me and laugh, but I just let go cause they're 50 years old in a geo metro Fuck them! Everybody bites new trends, but I buck-em when i write with my pad and my pen I write shit down because it makes more sense and your freestyles sound like your probably deaf I can't hate on you because you rap like corky from life goes on and your probably short see Napoleon's complex must be tough because i'm 6 foot 10 and your 5 foot nuff [Chorus] Uh Ohhhhh Why don't you play my song It's got a good hook and it ain't that long Uh Ohhhhh Who's paying the DJ He's gotta be deaf, Coldplay's on replay Uh Ohhhhh Cop the DVD Toothache can be seen on your TV screen Uh Ohhhhh Why don't you listen to me, Irishtoothache's back tell the family [Outro] My mic style is Tyson, bite your ear off I'm licensed by vodka, drink your Smirnoff You're sponsored by Huggies, shit your pants off Toothaches so thick, we would break a band-saw