Scoo B & Lil Pasty - Intro

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Fresh on the scene rappers Scoo B & Lil Pasty
While only a few songs in
Are making quite the name for themselves in the rap game

Scoo B & Lil Pasty, local rappers
Are starting to build a following
Especially in the younger crowd

If you're not listening to Scoo B & Lil Pasty
What're you doing with your lives?
Pantz Pantz Pantz Pantz
I want them at my birthday

If I saw my kids were listening to Scoo B & Lil Pasty
I'd ground them for a year

I would never let that kind of music in my household
It's juvenile, inappropriate, and just a JOKE

What it is what it do fam?
I'm just tryna make a living with the Scoob Man
Man, it's crazy what a dude can
Got me countin froot loops like a toucan
Been the same since we began
I been cooking lyrics from the same pan
Now I ain't tryna be a rude man
I just need to bring it back, call up Rosanne

Hey it's me
The man, the myth, the legend, Lil Pasty
I ain't here to hurt you, you don't need to scream
I'm just tryna keep it smooth like the porcelain be
I'm just tryna keep it smooth like a mid summer breeze
Got a hornet from China, that's a porcelain bee

Still me it's the same dude
I'm just tryna get ready for the breakthrough
I'm just tryna turn all my other bills blue
Playing like a boy, too soon, rest in piece Hugh

What it is what it do fam?
I am here steer clear of the Scoob Man
No fear, big deer with the new plan
One bar, no fear, got two bands

I'm just tryna go up like a rocket
Got airheads all up in my pockets
Yo little ladies number I lost it
Next to the picture of your mom in my locket

Talkin' bout a toucan, baby I'm the Scoob Man
Pulling up to houses and I'm flexing in the Wraith
Crowding up the two bands, colder than the flu man
Pulling over chicks in every section of the state
Sticking like a glue can, and we got a new plan
Pulling up and bumping our discussionary tape
Listen to the new Stan, they gon' say we rude man
Showing all the haters that we busting every way

Why you up in my face
Got the money in the pocket that we counting out the way
Money like a rocket cause we blowing up a bank
Only getting better and we climbing up the rank
Only getting better and we shooting like a tank
I'm the youngest flexer getting dough like Lil Tay
I'm the youngest flexer and I'm flowing like a lake
Running up the cash and you know I run the race

Written by:
Kehlani Parrish, Guy Parrish

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