Song Lyrics

I'm the dude
I'm the dude

Catfish Billy's on, premium gas
I'm fuckin' heavin' with cash
I spray the ceiling with Louie
Gave the ceiling a bath
Oh you catchin' feelings homie, ease it on back
Catch smoke from a young gun
You gonna have to breathe in a mask
Trap boy, are you in need of an ass whoopin'
'Cause the way you lookin' makes me helium laugh
Even a grad student tryna be prudent will get tossed even as trash
Top of the morning to you
Oh I'm so different to you
Hopin' you prayed this morning
That you said, "Hallelujah"
Malcolm you in the middle your algorithm is screwed up
Yeah Mark Zuckerberg I'm tattooed up
Here I am

Here I am
Sittin' here
In my chair
Mindin' my own business, this ain't even fair
What you said
I don't care
I don't want no problems

I'ma whoop whoop, I'ma whoop, I'ma whoop
This motherfuckers ass I swear
I'ma whoop this motherfuckers ass I swear
I'ma tear this bitch up, I'ma throw a fuckin' chair
I'ma whoop this motherfuckers ass I swear
I'ma whoop this motherfuckers ass I swear
I'ma whoop this motherfuckers ass I swear
I'ma tear this bitch up, I'ma throw a fuckin' chair
I'ma whoop this motherfuckers ass I swear

You done
Woke up a sleeping giant, a heap of lions
You done
Stuck your hand on a pot that's still fryin'
I done
Been down this road so many times that I could drive it blindfolded
Drunk, drop keys and hill climbin'
Bitch when I yell out uh-oh
Slumerican squad up, motherucker uh-oh
Salute the lowlifes
You all up on me you gamblin' that's it no price
To be game, 'cause I got snake eyes on both dice
Born sinner, the opposite of a winner
I'm still hungry but humble, so let me buy you dinner
Swipe that black card over your shoulder, goddamn
These conservative fucking yuppies, man but here I am

Here I am
Sittin' here
In my chair
Mindin' my own business, this ain't even fair
What you said
I don't care
I don't want no problems

I'ma whoop whoop, I'ma whoop, I'ma whoop
This motherfuckers ass I swear
I'ma whoop this motherfuckers ass I swear
I'ma tear this bitch up, I'ma throw a fuckin' chair
I'ma whoop this motherfuckers ass I swear
I'ma whoop this motherfuckers ass I swear
I'ma whoop this motherfuckers ass I swear
I'ma tear this bitch up, I'ma throw a fuckin' chair
I'ma whoop this motherfuckers ass I swear

Get up
Better tighten your lip up
I don't give a damn about none of your crew
I'm about to do what daddy used to do and whip ya
Uh-oh, got a belly full of liquor, uh-oh
And I don't give a damn about none of your crew
I'm about to do what daddy used to do
Get up
Better tighten your lip up
I don't give a damn about none of your crew
I'm about to do what daddy used to do and whip ya
Uh-oh, got a belly full of liquor, uh-oh

Michael Wayne Atha