Karaoke (feat. DJ Khaled)

Dear Akon forgive me for what I'm about to say

Dear Barry Wize I know you told me

Not to worry about it, man, but I can't let it ride

Dear God let's make it happen

I'm tryin' to be you, nigga, yeah nigga

Watch me do me, watch me do me

Watch me do me, watch me do me, yeah

Nappy Boy, Nappy Boy

DJ Khaled, aye yo Pain, I want you to go in

DJ Khaled, let's go man, we the best listen

I got up out the streets, so I ain't gotta steal

But listen to the radio it's obvious I still kill

But y'all was in the game way before me

So why you wanna do some shit I did in '03?

I'm layin' low key for a long time

But don't act like you know me, this is the wrong time

So grab ya microphone, set your auto tune and I'm a bust

A on yo ass like I oughta do

I ain't no gangsta dude, I ain't got a poppin' banga

But you know I'm powerful

When I'm pissin' off the gospel singer's

I'm tryin' to feed my kids, y'all niggas can die slowly

'Cause to me, it sound like a bunch of karaoke

Aye yo, fuck the imposter

Fuck these karaoke niggas, man

T-Pain, they wanna live your life, man

These some bitch ass niggas, man

It's the DJ Khaled, Nappy Boy

I'm goin' in, I'm goin' in, aye yo T-pain

I know you Khaled, I know you right now

Let me get 'em again

Listen it ain't all bad, some of ya please me

But the only niggas that's cool is Kanye and Lil' Weezy

I'm a hit maker, not a comedian

So why the fuck were these niggas laughin' at me

When I seen they ass?

This shit would never work, a one hit wonder bitch

But all that shit that you doin' now make me wonder this

Now why it's cool for you but it's not for me?

And why he ain't hop on my song and make it hot for me?

But you don't give a fuck, you just a swagger jacker

Now I'm a certified Lamborghinist and Cadillacer

'Cause I'm tryna feed my kids, y'all niggas can die slowly

'Cause just to me it sound like a bunch of karaoke

Y'all singin' the same old song, y'all some karaoke niggas

Karaoke fuck niggas, this is Nappy Boy

This is DJ Khaled, We Global with this hood shit

This what we do, why you wanna live our life?

You wanna live our lifestyle, aye yo T-Pain

Waddup Khaled, get them

Let me get a moment of silence for the late great Roger Troutman

Ya'll niggas ain't holdin' it down, so we had to put me at ya

Bitch, I'm Teddy Pain, the son of Teddy Riley

The father of the game, you bustin' niggas wildin'

How many niggas really wanna test?

Pain nigga riggen gotta be the best

Only muthafuckas tryna do what I did stealin'

Food from an infant sty from a kid

Twenty four years, twenty four cars

Bitch we the best we got plenty more stars

Every time you pussy muthafucka's try to stop me

It's plenty more hits, plenty more bars

Yeah, that's not cool baby, so that's not happenin'

Y'all keep on stealin' from me, let me try this rappin' thing

I know you know I hear ya, isn't that embarrassin'?

Set the game on fire, Teddy got some mean

Pussy nigga's step up if you really got good game

I got a lot of shit to say about a nigga but it's really not good things

That ain't no disrespect man, Y'all keep doin' ya shit

But my daughter told me to tell you to get off her daddy's dick

Aye yo Pain man I'm a call these niggas out

I'm a pull them skirts man, they fucked aye oh

Let me get them, fuck it

It's the DJ Khaled

Big dog pit bull jamma scordian

Aka we da best, aka shit on nigga's dot com

Aka Nappy Boy bitch, We Global, We Global