Im coming around the mountain when Im coming
Im coming around the mountain when Im coming
Because I came around the town
And everybody knows my sound is profound
And Im worth every pound
The fourth lp and consumers dont sweat or fret
Just go purchase the cassette
The album comes on wax and on cd
And hits hard from ft. greene to chelsea
Walk through the color purple, then through the black rain
Always succeed cause I always use my brain
Married my one and only fly cutie
And always keep my same booking agent rudy
My pal partner sal and my main man al b. sure!
Im sure the friendship is secure
Your advice about the miec is always in me
And b sure! peace to little quincy
And the miss give a kiss and insist the miss pump her fist
And catch the gist of this *singing*
Im mr. chubb rocker... Im mr. fun
Im mr. smooth rapper... Im mr. number one
Friends call me the chubbster, any mic that I touch
Seems to melt in my clutch... Im too much
Because I take a snake and shake and bake the flake
Until I say for goodness drake
Dont make no more damn mistakes
And then I dunk a skunk, hunk, a punk who drunk some junk
And sunk into the soup of life mixed with conch
But I dont know what to do or what to say to him
If he wants to h it me, let him destroy his kidney
I dont care, no te ars for fears, give the kid another beer
Let him lose another year
How can you do that, he knew that brew that, pursue that
Walk down the street Ill just say "who dat? "
Walk the other way, looking at him makes me say
Had a good complexion, now he looks gray
I cant leave him alone because Im civilized
I dont want him drinking no more st. ides
So my man, I got the plan
You see the cyst growing on your wrist
Connected to your fist, feel the gist of this
And while you feel the gist of t his
Go to the party and pump ya fist because *singing*
Im mr. chubb rocker... Im mr. care
Im mr. good rapper... Im mr. brand new year
Friends call me the chubbster, any person I touch
Seems to change in my clutch... Im too much