Fred E.T. - Yeti (The Power Of..) Lyrics

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I'm a Cortez steppin'
Sweet tea sippin'
Polynesian sauce drippin'
Grammy Winner
I ain't that nigga, yet
I ain't that nigga, yet
I ain't that nigga, yet
I ain't that nigga, yet
I ain't that nigga, wait
Nappy, happy wordsmith
Firm grip
On a "sum'n sum'n"
Foreign expensive, four wheeler
Tank filled up
I ain't that nigga, yet
I ain't that nigga, yet
I ain't that nigga, yet
I ain't that nigga, wait
Break a cycle
Family generation
Entertainer
More of a
Representation, sensation
Crazy thing is
This is all
Premeditated
Complications, in the way of
Seat fillin'
Every flaw you bring up
All I say is
I ain't that nigga, yet (NOOO!)
I ain't that nigga, yet (NOOO!)
I ain't that nigga, yet (NOOO!)
I ain't that nigga, yet (NOOO!)
I ain't that nigga, yet (NOOO!)
I ain't that nigga, yet (NOOO!)
I ain't that nigga, yet (NOOO!)
But I will be though
Simmer down, Simmer down, Simmer down
Simmer down, Simmer down, Simmer down
Simmer down, Simmer down, Simmer down
Woah-oh-woah-oh
Simmer down, Simmer down, Simmer down
Simmer down, Simmer down, Simmer down
Simmer down, Simmer down, Simmer down
Woah-oh-woah-oh
24/7 in the middle class workin' my ass off
Crash course, tag toes
Turn a nigga to corpse, givin' overtime to the coroners, more morticians the tickets is goin' up
Last meal, order up, dinner first, intercourse with a whore, no morals, inner-city, I skrrt!
Out skirts, where I'm headed, head first, back to yall, kickin' ass, takin' names, change the game, that's the aim
Now a lot of these negus I'm finna pass
A lot of these negus, they won't last
If they do, tell the truth I got the whole top 5 like Dylan
Dial on Suicide Hotline
Come up off, that career, end is near, Find God, Allah, even Jah
Time bomb, "beep beep", f*ckin' with E.T. cause he be on his job
Satchmo throw the lob, kill em all, then we on so I
Guess I am that nigga
That nigga
Yes I am, that nigga
Yes I "ams", that nigga
Yes I is, that nigga
Yes I is, that nigga
Yes I is, that nigga
I am that nigga, yea