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Tarsha Vega
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Leroy!
Lyricist:Hollander Samuel, Schommer David Andrew, Vega Tarsha Okin
Who's that on my answering machine Leaving me a message freak my dreams? Got my number from a friend at a magazine X friend now all my calls they get screened
Yo I'm over minor leagues, now I'm up in the game For a fee of two G's trademark my name Leroy, I be the mellow never front on the fame But there's a hole in yo brain a gap a synapse
In my synopsis it started with two struggling rappers There was you the unemployed, I freaked commercials as an actor Tryin' to make moves but you was all about yo mouth You got gassed up by ya moms, ayyo, I had to break out
Ya laughed I held you back, heard you whisper what I lack But when you two faced your rep gets smoked like stems of crack You better run from me homey Ya heard Leroy said, 'What's the matter wit you boy?'
Leroy, Leroy, what are you doin'?' Leroy
Like Lauryn Hill say music is supposed to inspire I signed with RCA peace to Seymour at Sire Ya quick ta brag about ya wack MC battles in Long Island Who ya sign with Leroy the phone goes silent
You didn't call me when you was dissin' my demo You didn't call me when you was coolin' in the limo of my Favorite rapper damn you had a crush on him Leroy, ya just a greedy groupie male groupies ain't in Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
So I think that Tarsha Vega need the caller ID Ya bugga boo ya buggin' me don't take it personally I flee from those who do the shifty Bag 'em in the Hefty with the cinch sack you yap
I snap ya back like Richard Pryor You a big mouth and I'm the orthodontist with the pliers And the wires in a crossword puzzle The L in Leroy connects with Liar, Leroy, you got a loose screw
Leroy, Leroy, what are you doin'? Leroy
Verbs scribin' Leroy always end up bein' wasted 'Cause Leroy ain't creative verbal weapons ain't abrasive Style be calculated like spread sheets on computers He be standin' on line at the local rap recruiters
You be all that you can be me I'm Tarsha V From the Boogie Down like KRS from BDP Leroy, you oughta call 'em up he A&R at Reprise Here the phone go beep
Dancehall vox, Mr. Telephone man There's something wrong wit cho line When I dial up Tarsha Vega Me gets a click click every time
Leroy, Leroy, what are you doin'? Leroy
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