Rap Star (Explicit) - Rodney Carrington
I was born a rapper's son from Atlanta
Pimping hos when I was five years old
We had plenty of cristal and a bentley
'Cause that's just how we always like to roll
We didn't mind  showing off our bling  bling
Our golden teeth and our cadillac escalade
B**ches shake their booty when they past by me
And as I smoke my cuban tree I've got it made
I'm living fat and I'm living large
Throwing leg in my bentley car
And my P O  said that I won't get far
Being the son  of a rap star
Chilling at the club with my homies
Sipping on gin and juice when my boo walks past
You better step on off and not be fronting
Or else I'll bust a cap off in your a**
I'm my babies daddy and his a mama
Don't ask me 'cause that's all you need to know
His pajamas are made by Gucci and Versace
'Cause that's just how we always like to roll
I'm living fat and I'm living large
Throwing leg in my bentley car
And my P O  said that I won't get far
Being the son  of a rap star
Being the son  of a rap star