[Hook: Mike Bars]
Yo Sam, am I the dopest?
You know it!
Aye, Karess! Am I the dopest?
You know it!
Aye y'all, am I the dopest?
You know it!
You want a fly style, well Mike's about to show it
[Verse 1: Mike Bars]
All these bitches trip cause I'm well known
And flip like a cell phone
They wanna (Laugh) and tickle my Elmo
I make em lick it, then just stick em like velcro
And now she wanna kick it...uh, hell no!
It's Mike B, and I might be
The tightest emcee up on the mic, besides me
You better be celibate if you don't fuck with my swagger
"See, I can flow fast too!"
Like every other white rapper
Since Adam and Eve, I been rappin with ease
Like I passed up the C's and spit after the D's
Between this cracker and me, who could actually free?
If he a lil' bit of gangsta, I'm a capitol G
I'm just the phatter emcee
And that's phat with a P
Like I drank a fifth of Captain, grabbed my bladder and squeezed
Literally raising the bars, son
You callin me a faggot, then you probably are one
[Hook: Karess]
Aye Mike! Am I the dopest?
You know it!
Yo Sam! Am I the dopest?
You know it!
Aye y'all! Am I the dopest?
You know it!
You want a fly style? Karess about to show it!
[Verse 2: Karess]
Watch a nigga come through with a premium flow
In the studio chillin', nigga, cheifin' the dro
Amazing with the rhymes, staying on my grind
Groupies on my jock, but i dont pay 'em any mind
Cheesy with the cash, greasy with the raps
Tell a bad bitch she can meet me at tha pad
Niggas try to sound beastly on the tracks
Its a long shot, but i make it look easy off the glass
Replay nigga, 3 grape swishers
Weed stay in us while the dj spin us
Y'all niggas is some weak, lame spitters
Step up and get your weak frame injured
My sound is awesome, need a pound of that loud sour chronic
Fuck what the amount is costin'
Any beat you hand out, I'mma power bomb it
And got a style so foul, I'm about to vomit
[Hook: Sam I Am]
Yo Mike! Am I the dopest?
You know it!
Karess - am I the dopest?
You know it!
Hey y'all! Am I the dopest?
You know it!
You want a fly style? Well Sam's about to show it!
[Verse 3: Sam I Am]
Am I the dopest to smash on hits?
Yeah, you know it
You don't even have to ask the shit
I'm grabbin' the mic and I'm flowin'
I have to spit
Hear the system blowin'
As people are rollin' past in whips
I am dangerous
Clenchin' on this mic so tight
I damn near sprained my wrist
But thats just how i came to grips
With the fact that i was gonna be famous, kids
I remember looking up at the stars, saying I was aim for this
So if i get a chance I'm gonna have to grab and run
I just wanna relax, spit some tracks, and have some fun
And you know my raps are sweet
So when you hear me smash a beat
Y'all already know just who it has to be
It's the S into the A into the M into the I Am
So when I'm asking everybody who the dopest is
You better believe I wanna hear from my fans I Am!
[Mike Bars]
Am I The Dopest?
You know it!
[Karess]
Am I The Dopest?
You know it!
[Sam I Am]
Am I The Dopest?
You know it!