Ridiculous
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Yuh
Haha
What's happening PMC baby?
Jesse Abram
That's right
Check it
What am I supposed to do?
I'm trying to get close to you
But my posing is over
I'm toasted, but I'm sober
And I might get ridiculous
What am I supposed to do?
I'm trying to get close to you
But my posing is over
I'm toasted, but I'm sober
And I might get ridiculous
Get with us and we walk right through the door
I'm cocky to the core, you're rocking new velour
It's shocking 'cause I swore that I'm not suited for
A suit that's in the store, I got booted before
From a club, they said I looked too comfortable
I didn't realize I'm supposed to be uncomfortable
I could pump you full of tales from my past
The disasters I've had, acting brash but I'll pass
Now at last in the spot, I got my last shot
I flash what I got and I ask for a spot
In the V-I-P, I know that I'm not V-I-P
But my style cannot be copied
In my head I am the top seat
What I need is a bottle, then I'll look distinguished
Talking to some models who can't speak English
Sing this song and ring the alarm
Where's the after party? Could you bring me along?
Yuh, what am I supposed to do?
I'm trying to get close to you
But my posing is over
I'm toasted, but I'm sober
And I might get ridiculous
What am I supposed to do?
I'm trying to get close to you
But my posing is over
I'm toasted, but I'm sober
And I might get ridiculous
Now the spot is crazy hot
Almost time to smoke this haze I got
But this ain't Dazed and Confused
Misbehaving is rude and I'm a nice gentleman
At least tonight my plan is to settle
Any beef is unnecessary, keep it clean
We don't want 5-0 to have to peep the scene
But I might need caffeine 'cause I didn't eat my greens
All I had for dinner was a frozen Lean Cuisine
It's insane how the flow is still going
We won't throw in the towel 'til morning
Don't know what time it is, it's so complex
You never wear your Rolex when you roll on X
But I ain't got no diamonds flossing or shining
You won't see me crossing that line
Into the player zone, 'cause I'ma stay my own
Until my days are gone, what you waiting on?
Who you got on your team?
I support the youth like I'm protein
Yeah, what am I supposed to do?
I'm trying to get close to you
But my posing is over
I'm toasted, but I'm sober
And I might get ridiculous
What am I supposed to do?
I'm trying to get close to you
But my posing is over
I'm toasted, but I'm sober
And I might get ridiculous
So the next day you wake up and the clock reads three
Your reflection in the mirror makes a mockery
Your face is rocking a crease
You think to yourself, "Ayo, stop being weak"
You spent most of the night smoking broccoli at least
Humble is born, cocky's deceased
Cuffed up nights can lead to gritty days
The city where your life is getting blazed
Your life has become nothing more than a spoof
That's replacing your youth with the face of a dude
Who is hasty and rude, now you're burnt out
Your girl's concerned about your sperm count
Drugs and beers by the dozen
Hear my discussion of fearing and fussing
We are accustomed to see our disgusting actions
And we call it fashion
Imagine singing 'bout not being wasted
Take this song, copy and paste it
What am I supposed to do?
I'm trying to get close to you
But my posing is over
I'm toasted, but I'm sober
And I might get ridiculous
What am I supposed to do?
I'm trying to get close to you
But my posing is over
I'm toasted, but I'm sober
And I might get ridiculous