Gigolo - Ryan Carter

My chest is empty with no muscles, I’m a clever nerd

The only rapper wearing a compass that you ever heard

Autograph from Agent Fox Mulder (BLOW!)

Haters laugh, but don’t know a cup from a gold coaster

Ain’t blind, but still I read thick braille

Lemme guess… you heard it all from Ishmael

Do jumping-jacks, on my back, this not an act quack

Forgot about the wolfpack, holla back, big time mobsters

Awkward, lightin up the dark, chocolate chart toppa

Big kiddie bopper, I’m a smart shoppa

Bus stop hey!, won a trip to Bombay

But who’d a know, there’s two mo', to Texas and to Hooter’s Yo!

Place your bets, double, stay, or hit em?

Women spit the venom, say they got a lot of baggage with 'em

I let my rhythm hit 'em, I’m stronger in my singing voice

We makes the joints, that makes their legs drippin moist

Man, please.

The stage is full of vigilantes

From the age of toddlers on up to the grannies

They banned me from dough rakes, caddy

Act like a schoolgirl on my break, patty cake, patty cake…

Headache, big Gillian Anderson fan

I’d run up to her bodyguard, hit him once an' shake her hand

On some ol' «thank ya ma’am», riposte her

I would stuff her holster, if she signs my poster

A whole host of TV insiders

Not enough blacks (racist!)

Eat my ear wax (tangy!)

I’m too hot to handle, election day making scandals

I got ya, with wax dripping from this candle

Can’t stand still, rolling downhill

Donate to goodwill, work in a steel mill, go to Brazil

Coast to coast my flows, Bunker Hill

Not supposed to drive through Beverly Hills

No pride, singing Taylor Swift on Main Street

Deep-fried, eating bubble gum off the concrete

Told ya, more kids than Brad Pitt

As they get older, I forge up a work permit

This is it!

make no mistakes

My last album bro…

Gigolo, gigolo

Bahaa beats and my rhymes attack

A scary pact

Who Ya Wit?

Like the great Bernie Mac

Wait 'til you see me live in Savannah

My singing kills hits like «Alfonso Soriano»

Your momma told me

Blast her with DNA and scream Yatzee!

Not to be cumbersome

But I was out of ammo son

My balls were also numb

I had a wet dream.

Gotta change the bedding

Eat egg cream.

She let me stick the head in