Marc E. Bassy – Hey lyrics

B-B-B-B-Bassy

[Verse 1}
Kick it back in the house in pajamas
Watching the Obamas talk about my problems
(And I)
I smoke the best shit grown by my partners
Didn't graduate with honors, so they turning into farmers
Ha
The ghetto, the Met, the open meadow
Lok at Santa Rosa, Petaluma, Sacramento
Flood gates is open, man shout out to the N.O
Didn't know the alphabet, but I was elemental
She be my tonight show, put it on Leno
I put the instrumental in, I'm about to let go
Knock knock, let 'em in, backstage limo
All black everything, basecoat window

[Pre-Chorus]
Hope I get the fine, fine, dine, dine one time
I'm awesome
Yeah hope I get the fine, fine, dine, dine one time
I'm awesome
Yeah

[Verse 2]
Sittin' back on the couch smoking ganja
If I wasn't doing this, I'd probably be an author
If I went to school, man, I could've been a scholar
But I didn't do shit and now I'm the one to falter
I like the Ye song where Nicki was a monster
I wanna get the money, but i gotta get the honor
If you gotta dollar, Karen that's my sister and my mama
If you got a lot of bitches, then you got a lot of drama
Doing tricks on the dinner table, Benihana
I'm going for it all on the call mañana
If I had a band fool, maybe get a handful
Put a gold chain on a marble mantle
Live by the pan 'til they smoke fresh handfuls
Record fresh raps over old school samples

[Verse 3]
One from me slap, we don't fist pump
We dap, we don't fist bump
I snap if a beat got the right rhythm
White girls coming in without a white children
The neighborhood looks different than it used to
You used to have to watch your back and eat cheap mushu
Now the food truck serves gourmet dim sum
The crime rate dropped but I feel like it's missing something
And I came to Brooklyn for the culture
They say the scene died so I feel like a vulture
I'm from Frisco where they say the same thing
But I'm up for whatever and I'm outta here