Cody Banks

Yeah, you know I gotta show 'em muhfucka (shoop)
Shoop shoop, shoop (they don't know about him)
Huh!
Yeah (What they gotta say?)
Yeah, it's soul music (yeah)
They said yeah (yeah I, yuh)
Said I used to get this shit from out the spit
Man out from round the way
Damn I'm proud of me
Turned out real as shit I got to say
Started as a kid them beats was in my head like Dr. Dre
That day I knew
Had to lay some shit down smooth like Doctor J
I said I would do this shit then did that shit that's prophecy
Y'all gon' have to pay, 50 million just to compensate
If I go down, my ass goin down fighting (all them)
All them pussy niggas gon' come out from hiding
On some olly oxen free

Haha, that's how you gotta do it! (that's how you gotta do it)
I swear to God, haha that's how you gotta do it (yeah)
They said yeah (hold this bitch up real quick)
Yuh, I got the bank call me Cody
Gave y'all that crank in advance now ya owe me
Y'all ain't got shit left to show me (nothing)
I'm 'bout to triple my numbers, Kobe (Kobe)
Hold me, that's what she told me
I told that shawty she thinking of old me
Boy I was chipping that goalie
Round the same time you was thinking of folding (like origami!)
Strum this guitar like a Beatle
I got it jumping like Evil Knievel (I got it jumping!)
None of these niggas my equal
Stunt on these niggas then see how these muhfuckas treat you (treat you like shit!)
I ain't got shit left to teach you
Just dropped a tape and they calling for sequel (that's facts!)
I ain't gon' act like I need you
We in this bitch, it's just me and my people



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Writer(s): Mani Walcott
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