Field Mob
I Done Showed You
[Intro: T-Pain & Field Mob]
Hello!
Oh, yeah
You ready baby
Ya see me like, do they love Teddy Pain in the street? (Yeah)
Field mob in thi' b*t*h (win squad)
Young Fyre
Lemme hear you say Kang
K-a-n-g, Kang
Okay, lets go in

[Verse 1: T-Pain]
Teddy Pain is the name, b*t*h don't get it confused
All you lames in the game have never spit on a dude
Tell your dame to get a swimsuit and come get in my pool
She nodded once and now we working on (mmhmm)
I pull up on you with the quick fast, style on yo b*t*h a**
You n***as ain't holding weight the rap game been drinking SlimFast
See i go ham sandwich on everything i do
So when i put it down, all you pu**y n***as can say it's (Woo!)
Da bad mon flow, n***as like whatsagan
Fyre dropping fire, ain't no need to turn the water on
So gimme a b*t*h with enough a** to put some b***er on
And imma drop that sh*t that'll make a n***a feel guts all when it cuts it off

[Chorus]
If I'm lying, I'm down, I'm the bidness
Throw me in the jungle with a lion, Imma kill it
Die hard n***a, call me Bruce Willis
No time for fake sh*t, homeboy I'm the realest n***a
You can't see me, no, I'm too dangerous
You can't see me, no, I'm too dangerous
Too dangerous, too dangerous

[Verse 2: Smoke]
K is nothing new to me, so hate on, hate on
My eighty-year old twin sisters, same ol', same ol'
It's clearer than unicorn having glitter but six
With a fairy, skiing down that double rainbow
Range Rove, no shoes, the truck got the bare feet out
No more Ramen Noodles, like a dike I go and eat out
I'm bald headed, but still Nappy Boy is the click
Like game in sex, we the sh*t on a stick (pause)
My Chevrolet Camaro's high yellower than that n***a Drake
Rims blacker than Wesley Snipes, I'm sitting on blades
Like a barn on fire, I'm burning heavy hay
And Smoke stands for smoke, loads'a kush everyday

[Chorus]
If I'm lying, I'm down, I'm the bidness
Throw me in the jungle with a lion, Imma kill it
Die hard n***a, call me Bruce Willis
No time for fake sh*t, homeboy I'm the realest n***a
You can't see me, no, I'm too dangerous
You can't see me, no, I'm too dangerous
Too dangerous, too dangerous
[Verse 3: Shawn Jay]
They ask me what happen with Field Mob, I say two different egos clashing
Like Andre 3K and CeeLo's fashion
Got micro-smoke dose responds with so outrageous
Ya girl say Shawn Jay, ya smoke my favorite
I got her up in MySpace, smoking my grape kush
She follow me like I'm Twitter, then I poke her like Facebook
Realest n***a ever known, killin' every song
I don't f**k with lil boys, I ain't Bishop Eddie Long
I ain't trippin, n***a, go 'head, hate us b*t*h
These fact's I'm a mack, but I don't make up sh*t
I keep a click of killers with me winked up like ya baby mama
I'm a don with a Caddy, pu**y n***a bring the drama

[Chorus]
If I'm lying, I'm down, I'm the bidness
Throw me in the jungle with a lion, Imma kill it
Die hard n***a, call me Bruce Willis
No time for fake sh*t, homeboy I'm the realest n***a
You can't see me, no, I'm too dangerous
You can't see me, no, I'm too dangerous
Too dangerous, too dangerous