[Part I: Wow]

[Intro: AyYoPatrick & YourBoySponge]
(AyYoPatrick)
Yuh
You know it's a good day when Patrick drops
Talk to them, Patrick
They be in the barbershop, saying, "Patrick ain't this," or "Patrick ain't that"
I'll show you what Patrick is-is-is

[Chorus]
I'm like rubber with the bounce
Keep my name out your mouth
Ooh, wow, I waited a while, plotting at the house
Like, wow, wow, wow, wow (Yuh), wow (Yuh), wow (Yuh), wow (Yuh), wow
They be waiting on me
Pat's that good? Must be a conspiracy
X-Files, files, files

[Verse 1]
They be saying you too hostile, that make me smile
That ain't my style, but I'll whoop you in this aisle and take your butt to trial
Confess, you need to compile
Evidence, where I'm from we call that wild, wild, wild, wild, wild, wild, wild
Well, I'm at home, chilling at the brand-nеw mansion
Serving up age, Chris Hansen
You'rе gonna need, like, five hands to handle my finances
Ooh, yeah, we dancin', ooh, yeah, we dancin', Patrick keeps advancing
[Chorus]
I'm like rubber with the bounce
Keep my name out your mouth
Ooh, wow, I waited a while, plotting at the house
Like, wow, wow, wow, wow (Yuh), wow (Yuh), wow (Yuh), wow (Yuh), wow
They be waiting on me
Pat's that good? Must be a conspiracy
X-Files, files, files

[Verse 2]
Pull up to your street just to stop by and say, "Hello"
The way I got her moving, you mistake that thing for Jell-O
I am not no ordinary fellow, my boy is all yellow
Yeah, we really mellow, but, we can pop off like Modelo
Touch your knees with your elbow
Did you get the memo?
Patrick carries a stick like his name was Donatello
Boom, pow, let's go right now, I been all around
Did you hear that sound? That's me growling, I'm a hound
Know my Mama proud 'cause I made a vow
Put money in her account
Now she counts big amounts, glad I went this route

[Chorus]
I'm like rubber with the bounce
Keep my name out your mouth
Ooh, wow, I waited a while, plotting at the house
Like, wow, wow, wow, wow (Yuh), wow (Yuh), wow (Yuh), wow (Yuh), wow
They be waiting on me
Pat's that good? Must be a conspiracy
X-Files, files, files (Files, files, files)
(Must be a conspiracy)
(X-Files, files, files)
[Part II: Pager]

[Intro]
(Fye ass beats make you fumble)

[Verse 1: AyYoPatrick]
Pull up to the scene with some Krispy Kreme
Got a brand-new whip, hydraulics, clean
No bank that I need, I keep it in my jeans
Five, ten, twenties, you know what I mean?
I got hustling in my genes, yes, I'm a fiend
Headed to the gym, yes, I'm so lean
You're obsolete, I'm in the lead
Modern Warfare, let's play in teams
Slow it down, really slow
I'm the salt and you're the snow
You're soft like cookie dough before the oven makes you whole
I stay cold, like, ten below
My flow got her waving like a bowl of Jell-O
Hit my pager, let me find a phone

[Verse 2: Mr. Krabs]
(Ah, yes?)
Money on my mind, yes, all the time
Pull up to the scene, Autobots, I'm Prime
Mr. Krabs back, yeah, it's about time
The planet stopper, flow so proper
Got you hypnotized, like my name was Big Poppa
Mr. Steal-Your-Girl, I'ma get her
Ah, oh no, she a gold digger
I just got triggered, I couldn't leave quicker
Boom, disappear like I'm a wizard
Big, bad, and red, you can call me Clifford
Icy on me, yes, it's a blizzard
They wanted some heat, well, it's delivered