Still A Knucklehead

[Verse 1 ?]
Turn me up, turn me up
Please don't turn me down
[?] with some bitches, man, how can you turn me down?
[?] we gon' take the other route
But soon as I walk up in the spot, I'ma turn that fucker out
[?] she bad, can't come back to my house
If he's acting like he's mad, well, we can knock that nigga out
That's just how it is, or maybe that's posed to be
I'm cleaner than Windex, and I'm fresher than Popery
Kinda like a big deal, not surprised you notice me
I know I'm the shit, but no I'm not the one [?]
Still a knucklehead, still driving off a couplе drinks
I'm cooled off, but I'm cool though
Na, you don't wanna fuck with me

[Chorus ?]
I keep saying what I say, keep doing what I do
Ain't nothing changed, still a knucklеhead
Keep acting how I act, keep wearing what I wear
No, I don't really care
Still a knucklehead
Ain't nothing changed, who are you?
Still a knucklehead
Ain't nothing changed, who are you?
Still a knucklehead
Ain't nothing changed, who are you?
Still a knucklehead
Who are you?
Still a knucklehead
Who are you?
Still a knucklehead

[Verse 2 ?]
[?] them boys been quiet since they cut a deal
But for real, took a hiatus just to fucking kill
Nothing new, it's just what we do
Thank us later now
We tryna make paper, [?] make haters
Shake they hands, kiss the babies at the end, kiss the ladies
Grab a pen, get crazy
Hit the booth, spit gravy
These rappers washed up, looking like Macgrady
Bombs in the air, [?]
The way my dawgs act, I feel like Vick lately
I guess the reason why these haters on my dick lately
Love intelligent ladies, who buy they clothes [?]
And drive they own Benzes, and mind they own business
Ain't expecting gifts, like the night before Christmas
While you at the club, wondering why you find the wrong niggas
Um, use your fucking head
We call you birds, all you want is bread
But sorry, boo, we some knuckleheads

[Chorus ?]
I keep saying what I say, keep doing what I do
Ain't nothing changed, still a knucklehead
Keep acting how I act, keep wearing what I wear
No, I don't really care
Still a knucklehead
Ain't nothing changed, who are you?
Still a knucklehead
Ain't nothing changed, who are you?
Still a knucklehead
Ain't nothing changed, who are you?
Still a knucklehead
Who are you?
Still a knucklehead
Who are you?
Still a knucklehead

[Verse 3 ?]
Cooler than you thought you was, baby, they can't handle me
Hit you with that D, you go on it [?]
What's poppin' with that [?] just hop on, lose some calories
Game always tuned in, [?] Channel 3
Them [?] keep them glewed in, way before a Salary
Might [?] got plenty [?]
White girl, black girl, all perfect match for me
One look like [?], the other, young Kathy Lee
Might pop up on your magazine, [?] niggas, they [?]
Drinking [?] with [?], call that [?]
[?] as a pot of greens
Nigga like Apollo Creed
Pull up, and we got that clean
[?] we got [?]
Knucklehead niggas, with the base in the trunk
[?] girls with it, [?] to the trunk
First we played the back, made our way to the front
Stack up all our chips, Frito Lay in a month

[Chorus ?]
I keep saying what I say, keep doing what I do
Ain't nothing changed, still a knucklehead
Keep acting how I act, keep wearing what I wear
No, I don't really care
Still a knucklehead
Ain't nothing changed, who are you?
Still a knucklehead
Ain't nothing changed, who are you?
Still a knucklehead
Ain't nothing changed, who are you?
Still a knucklehead
Who are you?
Still a knucklehead
Who are you?
Still a knucklehead

[Verse 4: Sir Michael Rocks]
It's like [?] Double S, Money Mike
Get a picture of him in a car, like he running lights
Foreign features, knowing people
All paintings on the wall
Brooks Brothers, Cartiers, Ralph Lauren bowling balls
Yeah, that's enough of that though
Let's talk intelligent now
Some old rappers is irrelevant now
Seem like all my favorite rappers start lagging on me
All you can say when you see them is [?] homie
You [?], homie
Shawty [?] when I rock them Cartiers, they look like I got the bag on me
But na, man, I ain't got no cliantell
I just get my mail from these rap shows, buy and sell
Yeah, I spit game, and they give me the lute
And that's how it works, new Camero with the [?]
'Bout to skirt off, some bad bitches wiping all the dirt off
You ain't get the message, [?] that's your falt

[Chorus ?]
I keep saying what I say, keep doing what I do
Ain't nothing changed, still a knucklehead
Keep acting how I act, keep wearing what I wear
No, I don't really care
Still a knucklehead
Ain't nothing changed, who are you?
Still a knucklehead
Ain't nothing changed, who are you?
Still a knucklehead
Ain't nothing changed, who are you?
Still a knucklehead
Who are you?
Still a knucklehead
Who are you?
Still a knucklehead