@Who's Saying This

I'm too real, too wild with my style Sex appeal, ladies know they want ta freak me, freak me out RIGHT NOW Swag so strong, weigh too much to keep me down Had the nerve to say I can't write, well bitch enjoy the freestyle Dance along in your cubicle if ya feelin' the geek now Tuesday on the lunch menu I'm 'bout eat this bitch out, holding too much shit in will kill ya So turn it up blow them fucking speakers out, eyeglasses on my face can you, can you see me now, turn my hat to the back let you read these words, scream 'em out: WHO'S SAYING THIS NO SHIT THAT'S REALLY ME WOW!!! Oh my God, he really does exist No shit I'm not a rapper, just so good at talking shit, Not really a singer, just platinum lyricist, never sold a single album, but I still stack chips Betcha if ya ask ya friends they say I killed this shit, If you ever doubt again, just remember WHO'S THE BEST When you're fighting with your man SAYING I wish, I had