Lyrics: The Genie Of The Lamp

Chorus : The Genie of the Lamp
(Who is it?)
It's the Genie of the Lamp
(Repeat)

Verse One: Mac Dre

multi cultural hot vocals
everywhere i go i get love from the locals
they buy it slump it knock it bump it
my voice is an instrument kinda like
a trumpet
they tryin to figure out my estimated
wealth im a hot item they cant keep me on the shelf
stores restock me, whores be jockin
many haina waitresses pour me saiki
catch poppy sloppy freakin puertan ricans
and when its late i sling eighths at beacan
aint no sleepin nigga im tha mob
and nigga bein a mob is a fulltime job
askha in a self seer
mob niggaz live a lil healthier a lil wealthier without help him her
but im a pimp so im gonna get help from her
we on the warm fat joes gettin our crab on lobster tails with the alaskan add-ons

(Manigue Twa, Enfa sa nah)

Verse 2: Mac Dre

i went from sleepin in cars to livin resendential
a street star you can check my credentials
ronald dregan livin presidential
expensive utensils, not the essentials
i dont piss on fools, nigga al boo boo
the genie of the lamp, muhammad al boo boo
tha gun it will shoot, i run it will scoot fuck 2s and puufs im comin for real loot
ill pill ya tell the bitch well chill you
enough bread to make ur man switch teams and kill you
and i dont feel you ur really farfetched
im playin for the as is u workin for the mets
place ur bets the odds are against me
its russian roulette i got da mob niggaz wit me

(Monague Twa, Enfa sa nah)