Ahh! Who Am I? (Dirty)

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Agu - "Ahh! Who Am I?" [Emcee(s): Agu (AKA Mr. Voodoo)] [Producer(s): Looie II] [Intro: Agu (AKA Mr. Voodoo)] Yeah, yeah, check it out, yo. This for all my Brooklyn niggas, know'm mean? (Brooklyn in the house, word up. Repping for Brooklyn) Bed Stuy, Flatbush, Brownsville, East New York, Canarsie (All y'all everywhere). You know'm mean? (Everywhere for real) Bushwick, everywhere. Fort Greene (Brooklyn shit right here), can't forget Fort Greene (That's right). Do it like this, check it out [Verse 1: Agu (AKA Mr. Voodoo)] Up in the spot Agu be unruly, I'm just an old-school Cat that calls gats "toolies" and calls blacks "Moolies." When I was young, I used to smoke wooly And fuck without rubbers, daughters, wives, and grandmothers I done did it, nappy hair under the fitted Niggas don't like me, but their hoes wanna hit it. Split it When I finish, treat hoes like bank accounts 'Cause I when I pull out, ain't no interest Scantily-clad hoes, family got mad hoes like Ludacris To challenge me's your last role like Brandon Lee There's nothing you can do to this. You causing calamity? (Hahahaha, hahahaha) That's quite humorous I'm trife and greasier, aim in life is greedier Pack flame and leave you with more leaks than the media Empty clips in cops, stick through blocks, tube socks and flip-flops Nigga, tell me I ain't hip hop [Hook: Agu (AKA Mr. Voodoo)] I want Diamonds on the neck, chrome drop-top Chilling on the scene with a gangsta lean Ooh wee! You see the ugliest Yeah, say it right, nigga Money-hungriest BK soldier Get it right, nigga Pint of Henny, still sober, nine semi in holster Who am I? [Verse 2: Agu (AKA Mr. Voodoo)] I got these niggas like "Name the dope fiend shooting," noting Don't know the meaning of water nor soap. Free your mind And your ass'll follow. Niggas run when they See the nine 'cause they know I'm blasting hollows Get hoes gassed to swallow, just lick and scream, sticking these Women from old hens to little chicketies. Honey, please I ain't got twenty-threes, a chain worth a hundred G's Still, you in front of me, on your knees. Like jails Got a revolving door system, when it comes to females I got a revolving whore system, I'm Sick with game, "Super Freak" like Rick James Up inside somebody's momma like been rain. 'Til My soul burn in flames, I'ma pimp to death 'cause a Whore's pet is a pimp's threat. Agu A "Ladies Man" like Leon Phelps, and it's Too late for me, I'm beyond help [Hook: Agu (AKA Mr. Voodoo)] I want Diamonds on the neck, chrome drop-top Chilling on the scene with a gangsta lean Ooh wee! You see the ugliest Yeah, say it right, nigga Money-hungriest BK soldier Get it right, nigga Pint of Henny, still sober, nine semi in holster Who am I? [Verse 3: Agu (AKA Mr. Voodoo)] So many Crimes that connect to me, labels afraid to write Checks to me, they make 'em out to Agu Equity You ain't gotta like me, nigga. Just respect my G And stop watching me eat like Mikey. My name Shakes up and horrifies. Niggas shooting me In their dreams and waking up and apologize. Don't bring Sand to the beach, nigga. I'm not your size Your arms too short, your hands can't reach They demand a speech every time the don approach the floor I curse lame broads, your kind toast whores. Connoisseur Of whores, I'm just a pimp that's selling the game Y'all pimps is telling your game. A pimp's game Self-explained in its action. Y'all only got Yourselves to blame. The question I ask is: do Magicians give their tricks away? Y'all do, just Yanking your zippers up before you put your dicks away [Hook: Agu (AKA Mr. Voodoo)] I want Diamonds on the neck, chrome drop-top Chilling on the scene with a gangsta lean Ooh wee! You see the ugliest Yeah, say it right, nigga Money-hungriest BK soldier Get it right, nigga Pint of Henny, still sober, nine semi in holster Who am I?
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- Mr. Voodoo