Mr. Potato Head Lyrics - Game

I Made You! 

Yes I Made You! 

Mr. Potatohead I Made You! 

I Made You! 

I Made You! 

Mr. Potatohead I Made You! 

Theres no batteries in my back 

I show you niggas how I move (Move Echo) 

50 ain't gangsta 

Lloyd Banks ain't gangsta 

Yayo ain't gangsta 

Young Buck, you know you ain't gangsta 

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Look at what you niggas made 

Ain't that a bitch 

Created a monster 

Kicked me outta G-Unit 

Put me in converse 

Matter of fact give me a dick 

Just like Olivia so you can suck my shit 

Gimme a pen 

So I can be the hardest in the click 

Wind me up nigga then gimme some lips 

So I can talk about ya faggot 

Niggas ain't no thugs 

While im at it tell Young Buck gimme some white gloves 

So I can cover my fingerprints in ya blood 

I need a get away car you can put it on dubs 

Make sure its got a stash for the 38 snub 

And a Banks album cuz thats where I got my buds 

Gimme muscles like 50 

Gimme Yayo hands 

Gimme a collection plate for Ma$e fans 

Gimme some glasses so I can watch Mason dance 

Who movin? You singing? 

Nigga gimme ya fans 

Photos 

Gimme a tattoo tear 

Gimme some ears so I can hear police talkin when you disappear 

I made you 

I made you 

I made you 

I made you 

Mr. Potato Head 

I Made you 

Yes, I Made you 

Mr. Potato Head I Made you! 

I Made you 

I Made You! 

Mr. Potato Head I Made you! (You Echo) 

Theres no batteries in my back 

I show you niggas how I move 

Yayo: And I'd like to thank game cuz hes mr potato head of the year, 'n' you kn. a put together gangsta! 

Rolling through Connecticut 

In a stolen mini-van 

Stop at his house 

I dont see many men 

Matter of fact I dont see any men 

One plain clothed cop call him Lieutenant Dan 

Officer why ya man tryna beat up my fans? 

Makin me 5 times platinum wasn't part of his plan 

Same shit same snitch 

You know how it goes 

I smell a rat even if you take off my nose 

And I bet every quarter in your piggy bank 

Lloyd told N.Y.P.D. who got 50 shanked 

Next time when the lights go out 

I'm pulling a desert eagle when the knives come out 

Watch that man get ta tussling and the mice run out 

Don't gamble with ya life when my dice roll out 

I made you 

I made you 

I made you 

I made you 

I made you 

Mr Potato Head I Made you! 

Yes I Made you 

Mr Potato Head I Made you! 

I Made you! 

I Made You! 

Mr Potato Head I Made you! 

Theres no batteries in my back 

I show you Ñiggas how I move (Move Echo) 

50 ain't gangsta 

Lloyd Banks ain't gangsta 

Yayo ain't gangsta 

Young Buck you know you ain't gangsta 

(Phat Rat talks) 

G-G-G-G-G... NOT! 

You bitch ass niggas 

Check this out man 

I'm not gonna be playing these mother fucking games 

Mr. Potato head now you wanna be a comedian nigga 

This shit is R-E-A-L nigga! 

Real nigga 

Black wall street 

Wait wait 

Like I told you last time 

It's THE black wall street you bitch ass nigga 

And Oliv... Excuse me OLIVER! 

You punk mother fucker 

I'm still taking heat from my niggas 

For looking at your mother fuckin' ass nigga 

You somebodys son 

You bitch ass Ñigga 

I'mma catch up to your ass nigga 

Muscle mouth ass bitch 

Thats alright though nigga 

G-U-Not nigga 

This is black wall street nigga 

Tell me where you at 

Thats all we need to know nigga 

Cus this is real nigga 

This is the streets nigga 

Brazil & Wilmington nigga 

In case you didn't know nigga 

Thats right in the heart of COMPTON 

You Bitch ass nigga 

And Olivia 

Get that mother fucking lil' ass red 

Mother fucking shorts off your mother fucking ass on that video 

Everybody can you see your balls bitch 

' The fuck is wrong with you 

My Ñiggas know I tried to holla at your bitch ass nigga 

Ima fuck you up nigga 

It's your fault 

50 Snitch 

This is Phat Rat nigga 

In case you forgot nigga 

Double! 

Mr. Potatohead I Made You! 

I kill who is my enemy 

I don't give a fuck 

If you talk shit 

I make you a follower yeah 

You crack me up kid 

Your stupid 

I'm much more agile then ever 

Got more style so yo whatever 

Whatever 

Whatever (Echoes)