I always wanted to see some of the lyrics of his songs but the only one i can find is for Pans In The Kitchen. So i have decided to write some of them out. I am going to try to post a new song everyday. I did Sag My Pants first since it is one of his most popular songs. I will also submit them to multiple lyric sites. All the question marks are words i could not understand so any corrections would be helpful. Also is there anyway to put a hide and show type thing around the lyrics so you only see them when you click on the button "show" or something?
Sag My Pants:
Yeah
Hopsin
Funk Volume
C’mon, keep sleepin’ on me
Hollywood ass rappers
Bitch ass females
That’s enough to make a nigga flip
(Verse 1)
Yeah…
I erupt like a bomb
So give up the baton
I slap you out the bus and fuckin’ nut in my palm
Why you buggin’ me like something was wrong
Just take a puff of the bong
And let me leave your mind corrupt from this song
See you can’t stop me cause Imma brainwash teens
And create false dreams cause it pays off clean
I’m just an idiotic ironic symbolic illuminatic product
That’s gonna be killed if I talk about it (shhh!)
This industry business is all screwed up
I have no favorite rapper because all you suck
I severe the weakest niggas who not on my pedigree
Because on the tombstone as hard as the name will ever be
I’m judged by my wild image a lot
And everybody seems to think I have a sinister plot
Be offended by every sentence I jot
I got some militant thoughts and you aint killin em’ off so listen
(Hook)
I sag my pants until my ass shows
I even slap hoes (bitch)
Yeah I’m an asshole (yeah yeah)
And your parents hate me cause I love you
So tell em’ I said fuck you
Yeah I said fuck you (yeah yeah)
(Verse 2)
I snuck in Drake’s house when he was alone inside (uh oh)
You can say I have a bogus mind
I dim the lights and close the blinds
Around his neck is where my rope was tied
I yanked on it till I broke his spine (yeah)
Lately I’ve been fuckin’ pissed off (why?)
Cause everybody’s sayin Lil Wayne spits raw
I start a big brawl
And slam his ass into a brick wall
And have a fat nigga sit on him
Rick Ross (gross)
I don’t play with this rap shit
I got no life, I stay in the attic
Fuck a rap career, I’m waiting to smash it
Soulja Boy you got a corny flow (true)
So you can suck my fuckin’ dick through a glory hole
I’m just being me
What you trying to hate for
All you niggas faker than Lupe Fiasco claimin he skateboards
Yeah right, that nigga can’t even ollie
Push him away on the dolly
Not even Satan can’t stop me (what)
(Hook)
I sag my pants until my ass shows
I even slap hoes (bitch)
Yeah I’m an asshole (yeah yeah)
And your parents hate me cause I love you
So tell em’ I said fuck you
Yeah I said fuck you (yeah yeah)
(Verse 3)
I’m probably the sickest nigga who don’t get recognized
Eazy-E’s wife’s life is somewhat now jeopardized
She signed me and I was set aside
For like three and a half years
I don’t think I remember why
I’m fuckin dope and this is my reward
That’s wacker than the five hundred dollars you signed me for
Eazy’s dead now
Yeah the label’s finally yours
Too bad he never knew that you were just a grimy whore
You can’t maintain what Eric built (nah)
I know he’s in his grave turnin like a ferris wheel
Don’t think your cool just cause you inherit mil
Bitch better skills
I’m Hopsin, I spit shit so unfair and real
I got some deep dark issues within
All because you lied and said you a friend
Fuck Ruthless, bitch I never lend you a hand
And Imma make sure no one ever signs with you again (you know why?)
(Hook)
I sag my pants until my ass shows
I even slap hoes (bitch)
Yeah I’m an asshole (yeah yeah)
And your parents hate me cause I love you
So tell em’ I said fuck you
Yeah I said fuck you (yeah yeah)
Baby's Daddy:
Hey Marcus..
Hey What’s Up?
Um, there’s something I wanted to ask you….
Uh, what is it?
Will you do me a favor?
Oh no no no!
(Hook)
Marcus?
What?
Will you be my baby daddy
And be the one to always make me happy?
Oh hell no!
Will you watch sponge bob with him
And teach him how to make a crabby patty?
Oh hell no!
Even know I got stretch marks
Will you still be down to get nasty?
Oh hell no!
Shit, I’m mad enough to throws elbows!
Please?
No!
Please?
NO!
(Verse 1)
Throw me the mic
I got a flow to recite
You got a baby by nigga that you don’t even like
A broke nigga who thuggish
Always be talkin’ rubbish
Sayin’ he be causing ruckus
All because you were sluttish
Jesus, I can’t believe this friendship
That’s the same mother fucker that you had cheated on me with
I knew this would happen without a question
But you said
“I never have sex without protection”
Bitch please
You left me flowing down shits creek
You sex driven like a big freak
Plus our relationship has been breached
You took a big leap
And rumor has it you sucked his dick and kissed me
And now I’m suppose to be the father and the mental guide
Like sure I’ll take care of the little guy
Shit, you ain’t puttin’ me through the stress
I put your baby in a pillow case and beat it to death
(Hook)
Marcus?
What?
Will you be my baby daddy
And be the one to always make me happy?
Oh hell no!
Will you watch sponge bob with him
And teach him how to make a crabby patty?
Oh hell no!
Even though I got stretch marks
Will you still be down to get nasty?
Oh hell no!
Shit, I’m mad enough to throws elbows!
Please?
No!
Please?
NO!
(Verse 2)
I’m far from a fuckin’ life saver
Not your friendly neighbor
But yet you called me during your labor
It’s not my issue, take me off the menu
I’m not the one who put the motherfucker in you
I’m not a mean guy
I hate to sound that foul
But I don’t give a fuck about that child
You damn right
See you chose him, then he fucked you
Tag your it
Too bad his dick didn’t have any insurance
You knew that he was just a lame nigga prior to it
Now your ass hittin me up thinking I would do it
Hoping we gonna spark it off like some lighter fluid
That’s kinda stupid
Face the facts bitch your life is ruined
Don’t be callin me like “My life’s a crazy blur,
Rashad don’t take care of the baby and makes me hurt,
I wish me and you could go back to the way we were”
Shit we can
Just get rid of the baby first
(Hook)
Marcus?
What?
Will you be my baby daddy
And be the one to always make me happy?
Oh hell no!
Will you watch sponge bob with him
And teach him how to make a crabby patty?
Oh hell no!
Even though I got stretch marks
Will you still be down to get nasty?
Oh hell no!
Shit, I’m mad enough to throws elbows!
Please?
No!
Please?
NO!
(Bridge)
Now I won’t be your baby’s daddy
I’m not the one
But you can still give me some head
And maybe swallow some cum
And if you want it, I can deliver the (???)
But don’t ever send the baby to find me
(Verse 3)
Yo
Do you remember when I told you that I would love you forever
And broke up with my girlfriend Heather
Kicked her to the curb
And got with you
Thinkin you were better
But found out you were a heart shredder
Yeah, I felt pretty stupid after that
Became the nigga that my crew was laughin at
I was foolish, that’s a fact
So this is karma
You’ve been on my shit list
So ha ha ha ha
That’s what you get bitch
(Hook)
Marcus?
What?
Will you be my baby daddy
And be the one to always make me happy?
Oh hell no!
Will you watch sponge bob with him
And teach him how to make a crabby patty?
Oh hell no!
Even though I got stretch marks
Will you still be down to get nasty?
Oh hell no!
Shit, I’m mad enough to throws elbows!
Please?
No!
Please?
NO!
Hey that’s life
You fuck me over
He fucked you
You got pregnant
Now your fucked
You had me
You had me, that’s the funny thing about it
And you blew it
Ha ha ha