(Mr. U)
Dopest motha' fucka' yeah I'm doin all your moms
Call me what I am and Imma wear it like a charm
Cause it's all about the future and the image that I put on
So I never shy away from anything that I get called
It's like I ball so hard left nut got loose
Now I came out my shell just to nut on you
Try to catch my sneeze and I'm all cashew
But I don't give a fuck cause the pucks past you
(Goal)
Nigga I'm amazing
Fire in my mouth got me spittin like a cajun
Target on my back cause these eyes all envy
Killin all these eyes that's what makes me an emcee
Fuck it it's a frenzy I'm rollin on dubbs
Got you on the bandwagon rollin with us
And we never gon' stop cause we knockin beats
And we steam rollin stoned so we rockin this town
(Rockin this town)

Pause for the drummer, run it like Obama
Jump inside your house leave you dead like Osama
Spring into the summa, fall into my hands
Catch you like a pop up than I throw you to my mans
Williams takes the pass and he puffs it like the last
Welcome to the circle gotta blunt in every hand


(Dubbs)
Girl take this pill you know whats up now you rollin on dubbs
Never roll up to the club rather roll a couple blunts
Just bought some green this week and shit I aint been sober once
Anybody sleepin on me here's some Folgers for your cups
Or No Doz, you slow pokes turn your don't know's to oh no's
Like the words that your ho spoke when I hit her with that slow poke
Uh that's nasty you can catch me with a girl to suck or match me
Yooper shit, yooper shit, smokin weed and eatin' pasties
God damn all these rappers should be actors
Just like Sandusky should be coachin for the Packers
When it comes to word play Imma bachelor a master
And I hardly fuck with rappers like I manufacture bastards
Treat each play like the last play, you just stay in last place
Imma pop the bottles homie you can taste the champagne
You go ham we rampage you be high we on a damn plane
Dont bullshit, you and I knew U and I be on a campaign
Beautiful Silence, Beautiful Silence
Look into my eye lids irrefutable highness
Dope is my mind unreusable lines
So go and copy my flow, but you can't do it like I did
One of a kind I gotta gun for a mind
My mind is like a weapon mental Colt 45
You got drive now your ride is filled with holes on the side
You pulled over on the side I bet these hoes ain't suprised
At your bummy ass, scummy ass, askin' where your mummy at
Get yo cryin' ass some Kleenex enough to keep a mummy wrapped
I'm tryna make some money spend my summer where it's sunny
Ya'll Jim Carey's just ain't scary so quit starin' with your funny mask
Liar liars, I wish you were on fire
And you too old to be rappin' man I wish you would retire
Imma small town boy, with some big movie wishes
And I'm just lookin for some...
(Big Booty Bitches)