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Duration: 2:15 
Release Date: 2001  (M_Robertcop) 
Lyrics By: Tony Goldmark (M_Robertcop) 
Music By: K.K. Goldmark, M. Ross, G. Schields (M_Robertcop) 
Produced By: Kathi Kamen Goldmark & Joe Goldmark (M_Robertcop) 
Released By: DQYDJ Records (M_Robertcop) 
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Licensing: BMI  #5332167 (M_Robertcop) 
Song Lyrics:
Uh huh, yeah
Uh uh, no
Mm-hmmm, maybe

I am Fluff Mommy and this is an exclusive from Bad Guy Entertainment, the record label I own. A song about how cool it is to be me.

I’m a world famous rapper, got cash to burn
If you think I got talent, you got a lot to learn
I earn all my money taking someone else’s music
Toy with it, ploy with it, coyly abuse it
I talk over the song, to the sponsors I’m bought
And if all goes well, I will still get lots of cash
(Though it's trash) I ain’t some flash in the pan
I’m an enterprisin’, supersizin', merchandisin' man
All my bruthas in South Africa are working in mines
So that I can look good while I bust my rhymes
I used to say “Mo money mo problems”
But that’s all crap, ‘cause I rap like I can solve ‘em

And that’s all I’m sayin’, y’know. My music comes from the streets of the Upper East Side. Right now I’m gonna play an old tape of a deceased rapper I used to know.

I used to be his best friend, but now I’m dead
‘Cause someone shot me in my big fat head
It was a tragedy; I was a really good singer
He has less talent than I have in one finger!
He wrote a dedication to the tune of Sting
Showed the world he cared about me and, cha-ching!
But my death has also risen him to full size
I write more music in death than he does alive!

Yeah, so feel pity, though my life is quite pretty
I could probably buy all the land in New York City
Got a room full of money and a place at Times Square
If my friend were alive, I’d have to learn how to share

I got a new album coming out this summer, it’s called “Whatever.” It’s about what the general public thinks of me now. It’ll be in stores June 31st.

So put all of your hands way up in the air
Wave ‘em all around even though you don’t care
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah
I said that line about seven billion times last year
I wear sunglasses - facial hair
I wear them day or night, any time of year
I came up with this fashion after several beers
Nobody’s seen my eye color in seventeen years!
I was found with a gun in the back of my car
In the middle of a shootout at an uptown bar
I heard about the hood and I thought I might try it
But when I go to court, you know I’ll deny it
And they will believe me, they don’t want to grieve me
Alone you can’t leave me if you don’t want to see me
‘Cause my face is everywhere; My ego’s jumbo size
I ain’t keeping it real; I’d rather merchandise.
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