[Intro]
Johnny
[Verse 1]
Who really the best rapper since Pun ain't here?
Y'all know the answer to that when BAMZ in here
Call me Plymouth with the rock how we land in here
The fam in here, you see I bring my tans in here
Elite, I'm not even at my peak
I could make a mountain move
My faith the size of a mustard seed
I like my coffee black, nothing sweet about me
Doubt you rapping what you living, I'm about to
Out is what they count you
Put you in a box like you lost then I found you
I already knew you ain't nothing new, re-run
Call me El Rey and this city is my kingdom
You know a joker can't get into a king's dome (Huh?)
I ain't sick, I got "keep it G" syndrome (Huh?)
Diagnosed, if you real and you know it, better show it (Click, boom)
If you real and you know it, better show it (TANBOYS)
[Interlude]
Let them horns play
You know a king love his horns
El Rey
Yo
[Chorus]
Dime, dime, dime (¿Qué pasa?)
Dime, dime, dime (¿Qué pasa?)
Tell me, tell me, tell me (Who's hotter?)
Took her from the crib to the playa
[Verse 2]
What I gotta do to let y'all niggas know? (Bitches too)
We could do commercial, could do spiritual
Lyrical, we can make it simple too
I could turn on New York radio and do it typical, look at you
Dotcom, all they do is cap, marvel that
Okay, bring the Thundercat, pussy don't want none of that
Grew up on The Diplomats, Hajji know Bodega rap
Any feature heard me on, Flacko said, "Bodega snapped"
On the phone with Kevin Gates and we talkin' real estate
Been across the map, we discussing, "What's the realest state?"
Went to Maine for lobster
In the summer, crackin' snow crab (R.I.P.)
I wish I could bring Yams back
[Interlude]
Hold that, hold that
Hold that, hold that
You know a king love his horns
El Rey
[Bridge]
Who really the best rapper since Pun ain't here?
Bodega, Bodega, Bodega, Bodega
Who really the best rapper since Pun ain't here?
Bodega, Bodega, Bodega, Bodega (I stand on that)
[Chorus]
Dime, dime, dime (¿Qué pasa?)
Dime, dime, dime (¿Qué pasa?)
Tell me, tell me, tell me (Who's hotter? Yo)
You ain't got no wins in mi casa
[Outro]
I stand on that
Took her from the crib to the playa
Haha
Johnny
[Verse 1]
Who really the best rapper since Pun ain't here?
Y'all know the answer to that when BAMZ in here
Call me Plymouth with the rock how we land in here
The fam in here, you see I bring my tans in here
Elite, I'm not even at my peak
I could make a mountain move
My faith the size of a mustard seed
I like my coffee black, nothing sweet about me
Doubt you rapping what you living, I'm about to
Out is what they count you
Put you in a box like you lost then I found you
I already knew you ain't nothing new, re-run
Call me El Rey and this city is my kingdom
You know a joker can't get into a king's dome (Huh?)
I ain't sick, I got "keep it G" syndrome (Huh?)
Diagnosed, if you real and you know it, better show it (Click, boom)
If you real and you know it, better show it (TANBOYS)
[Interlude]
Let them horns play
You know a king love his horns
El Rey
Yo
[Chorus]
Dime, dime, dime (¿Qué pasa?)
Dime, dime, dime (¿Qué pasa?)
Tell me, tell me, tell me (Who's hotter?)
Took her from the crib to the playa
[Verse 2]
What I gotta do to let y'all niggas know? (Bitches too)
We could do commercial, could do spiritual
Lyrical, we can make it simple too
I could turn on New York radio and do it typical, look at you
Dotcom, all they do is cap, marvel that
Okay, bring the Thundercat, pussy don't want none of that
Grew up on The Diplomats, Hajji know Bodega rap
Any feature heard me on, Flacko said, "Bodega snapped"
On the phone with Kevin Gates and we talkin' real estate
Been across the map, we discussing, "What's the realest state?"
Went to Maine for lobster
In the summer, crackin' snow crab (R.I.P.)
I wish I could bring Yams back
[Interlude]
Hold that, hold that
Hold that, hold that
You know a king love his horns
El Rey
[Bridge]
Who really the best rapper since Pun ain't here?
Bodega, Bodega, Bodega, Bodega
Who really the best rapper since Pun ain't here?
Bodega, Bodega, Bodega, Bodega (I stand on that)
[Chorus]
Dime, dime, dime (¿Qué pasa?)
Dime, dime, dime (¿Qué pasa?)
Tell me, tell me, tell me (Who's hotter? Yo)
You ain't got no wins in mi casa
[Outro]
I stand on that
Took her from the crib to the playa
Haha
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