Quiz Show Spy [Barbie Smooth Version] Songtext

you know what I'm sayin'?
this one goes out to my man, Bobby Smooth, she
at Harvard Law, she
and the quiz show, she
and the twenty-one, she
and the song and the place to be, she

what's up? what's up?
Bobby Smooth on the cut
I'm number one
no one's steppin' up
too bad I'm fat, she
overweight and all that, she
I'm eatin' onion rings
Biggie fries,
Big Mac, she

horses whinny
cows moo
dogs bark fuck you

I'm rappin'
and you, you're makin' doo-doo
doo-doo, Bobby Smooth
See he's cool and you, she
I'm a spy
I'm a spy
I'm a spy
I'm a spy
telescope at my eye
pistol at my thigh
grenade, hammer...sour cream, handgun ...
machine gun ...
bomb got fly
spare ...
don't ask me why
'Cause I'm called on a mission like Bond, she
They got a secret treasure in the marsh, she
I use a snorkel hose to breathe, she
to find tons of gold for MiMi
like Publisher's Clearinghouse McMahon
Dick Clark givin' me a hundred grand, she
yeah, boy.
what's up? she
Quiz Show in the motherfuckin' house
in the the place to be
like twenty-one
like Robert Redford
like motherfuckin' Harvey McMan Van Dorn
In the motherfuckin' place to be
ABC
Ya know what I'm sayin'?
In town thirteen
Ya know what I'm sayin'?
Old time TV, old school ABC
what's up, yo?
Give me the motherfuckin' ABCDEFGHIJK and a mothafuckin' AK, baby...she
now I'm out