Lyrics - Blue Beretta by Princess Superstar

I was drivin downtown in my blue
Beretta
Wonderin' why people use
Velveeta steada cheddar
Reach down to flip the tape yeah
I musta ran a redda
The cop pulled me over and he said..."
Hey aren't you
Concetta?!!"
Like
Davy
I'm a believer
Like stolen goods
I'm a comin to seize ya
I don't want you to get the wrong idea
But
I got more fingers than
Jerry
Garcia...
See ya!
I got more answers to your questions than
Alex
Trebec
And if
I was a sandwich
I'd be triple deck
It's the high-tech section of your audio selection
Put down the white-out chump
I don't need no correction
Takin
MC's out like
Barclay vs.
Barney
Go to
Mount
Airy
Lodge where my host is named
Marney
MC's try to dis but they can't touch these solos
If you wanna come correct, be like
Mike
D. go to the movies,
Eat some
Rolos
I never take intermissions
I got more rhymes than
John's got
Peel sessions
I'm peanut butter and my man is
Fluff
Wrap the
Wonder
Bread around us
We never get enough
Yo peace to....etc.

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