Kevin

It's Mr. H E double hockey sticks
Matter fact it's mister fuck a lot of chicks
Woke up feeling hotter than some lobster bisque
Brown leather moccasins
The swagger of a congressman
So if I cause a problem, I probably won't see the consequence
I'm just going harder and harder don't know what stopping is
You'd think I won the lotto how often I end up talking shit
Cause I'm the shit, caught a whiff and y'all smell like the opposite
Im coming off the top, y'all just forgot what the topic is
But I am him, he is I, so the flow synonymous
With awesomeness, even Aristotle couldn't ponder this
I tried to fuck the world but I couldn't make the condom fit
So I just grabbed some lube and jacked off to my accomplishments
I got to be honest man
I'm just a god personified in a sonogram
Some call it odd, some call it lies, some call it grand
But regardless man

When they see me 'round the city every time I come around like (Kevin, Kevin)
And they try hella hard but they just can't sound like (Kevin, Kevin)
When your mans not putting it down right, you should've called (Kevin, Kevin)
And when I wake up every morning thank God that I am still (Kevin, Kevin)

Told me seize the day I guess today must be the day huh
Momma always told me I was born to be major
Now that's probably why my name rings louder than a pager
I'm that mobile home baby out the motherfuckin' manger
They told me I should get to the point, I can't blame 'em
I wouldn't want to listen to somebody else saying
How many pairs of shoes they got or how much money they been making
Knowing damn well I'm only bringing in what I can scrape in, uh
You were saying
Life's so amazing
When you stop over complicating every situation
Remember being younger and I didn't wanna face shit
Now I keep a smile where the center of my face is
Cause I was out of style with the dickies and the braces
Acting wild getting kicked out of public places
'Til I turned a new leaf and found a sound to run way with
I guess at this point all there's really left to say is

When they see me 'round the city every time I come around like (Kevin, Kevin)
And they try hella hard but they just can't sound like (Kevin, Kevin)
When your mans not putting it down right, you should've called (Kevin, Kevin)
And when I wake up every morning thank God that I am still (Kevin, Kevin)



Credits
Writer(s): Kevin Heller
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