Uh huh, you know what it is.

It's not black and yellow but its pasty white
Im gangster number two and I party all night
I invented rap, back in two thousand and nine
Was the first to drop a beat and the first to bust a rhyme
Now I am all grown up, I have moved out of home
Only talk to my mum when I call her on the phone
Hello Daniel. Hello Mum.
Say goodbye, phone call's done.
I do my own washing, cook my own dinner
Do some press ups, to get thinner
Hit the big time, trying to get famous
we need more subscribers, that's why I made this.

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Got my boating shit, hat, hells yeah, I'm a yachtsman.
I be getting paid, need a milli? Ye I got some
Sipping vodka cruisers, chilling on my yacht
I make the money rain, son put away the sunblock
You want Starbucks, chewing on biscotti?
Take that to the bank, got a bank full of hotties
You want milk? You know I got a cow.
Got cold feet? Girl I own a snow plow
Shoveling the snow, only for the oldies.
You need fresher rhymes cause they getting molding
Your rhymes are broken, take em to the dump site
Training for a marathon, harry potter all night
Saying I'm a player? Hitting on the hunnies?
Girl I ain't got the time if you ain't got the moneys
You say I got swag? Wanna be like me?
Sorry love no room for Gangster number three.

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You thought we retired? You thought the gangsters were through?
Well you're wrong. Here's our song, AND IM GANGSTER NUMBER TWO
When it comes to romance girl I raise all of the stakes.
Candle lit dinner? Girl, I'll cook the corn flakes.
Haters say my comebacks are dry and that they're not even fly.
Well I know you are, you said you are, so what am i?
My lyrics are unstoppable, magical, like Gandalf the Grey
You shall not pass, Mother huggers, so you best go away
I drop rhymes like equations like equations done by a mathematic.
I would probably smoke drugs, but I'm highly athematic.
Im not skinny, or weak as I might imply
I have got plenty of muscle; it's just a bit shy
But these days its hard to make a fresh rhyme.
We need subscribers to hit the big time!

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