Can’t Help Myself

Album cover art for "Can’t Help Myself" by Mr. SOS

Mr. SOS - Rap

Can’t Help Myself

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Duration: 4:06

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[Verse 1] From the land of the sunshine Lives the man with the punchlines Quick to make the crowd throw up they hands like I'm one time Peace to the soldiers at war on the front lines And if you hate on that, you better break out like it's lunchtime Call me the new voice of the southern peninsula Coming to enter the game spittin something to injure ya I roll with sisters who hustle brothers And brothers who hustle sisters & brothers to support they baby mothers And hustlers who flip weight so they could live great Personally I'd rather make money off mixtapes Sellin em, bootleggin em, recording em It's all the same What makes me laugh is these rappers who gotta pawn they chain Cause they spent they money up and now they gotta be cheaper And I'm with they ex girl playing swallow the leader She calls me a keeper I've got her number all on my beeper I can't help myself I guess I'm just a naughty boriqua So I say.. [1st Hook] If you see me start to take over the south 'My bad, I can't help myself' If you bother me soon as I leave my property And I knock you out 'My bad, I can't help myself' Ladies if you catch me staring at your jelly And you start to get me sweaty 'My bad, I can't help myself' And if we dance and I'm feeling on yo booty Like my name was R. Kelly 'I'm sorry I can't help myself.. my bad' [Verse 2] Ladies & gentlemen Girls & boys in this I've got something for your radio that's poisonous Ain't no need to ask the DJ who's voice this is SOS get the party the noisiest And screw the sound ordinance I do this for the audience To see who be the naughtiest And show them where the party is We've got more chickens here than Popeyes So tell the bartender to keep it comin' with them drinks until you're crosseyed My designated driver is drunk off Bacardi & Gin So he won't make it to the Holiday Inn But this shorty I'm with, her body's a ten And if she can drive when she's bent I'm probably gonna minagé her friends Cause you shoulda seen how they was flirtin' with me by the bar Had me feeling like a star when I got inside my car One of em on each my arm and we did a lot of kissin I just pray that I don't wake up in the morning with my wallet missin [2nd Hook] So if I'm talking to the women that you want 'My bad, I can't help myself' If I'm trying to kick it to you and I'm messing up my words cause I'm drunk 'My bad, I can't help myself' Fellas if you introduce me to your shorty and I'm looking at her naughty 'My bad, I can't help myself' Ladies if we hook up & you gimme brain And I still forget your name 'I'm sorry, I can't help myself.. my bad' [Verse 3] I'm just your typical American man I'm both good & bad like a preacher with a beer in his hand The ying & the yang Devil with wings Angel with fangs President running a nation with dangerous plans It's all the same if you understand the way we livin People with good intentions hurt others just to fulfill em From the hungry father robbing & stealin to feed his children To the president waging war on a country for the buildings that were attacked I sit back and stare at the sky Pour a little liquor for the parents who died In these days & times we need more American pride So everyone rise to sports, drugs, and American pie Beautiful cars, movies with stars, bootys & broads Television, video games and nudie bars My crew be large And I'ma share my wealth So when I express myself and I offend you I can't help myself

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  • Mr. SOS