Remix, Remix

[Chorus]
Corporate Boy claimin crack dope niggas wanna ‘tack shit tight no ‘spect
just bought a new boom box (throw some Pap on dat bitch)
just bought a new boom box (throw some Meth on dat bitch)
gettin tired of 50 cent (throw some new shit on dat bitch)

[Verse 1: Corporate Boy]

Corporate Boy claimin crack dope niggas wanna attack shit tight no ‘spect
just bought a new boom box
took it to Interscope got da damn Top 40 spins
Corporate Boy fittin to win
Bumpin othas is a sin
Mi’as well drink juice and jin
Mothafucka I iz a pimp
Heard that new Roots—y’all some simps
Corporate money motha fucka
Don’t you see my hair cut
Don’t you see sun shades
Don’t you see my ‘lac on lease
Wonda who they hatin’ on lately baby
It’s me: New album, on time
BET, MTV—call me POP
Up in yo ear I’m da fucka dat you resent
Unsigned hype wishin dey could get a cent
Ha! it’s Jimmy Iovine, talk later got a ‘pointment…

[Chorus]
Corporate Boy claimin crack dope niggas wanna ‘tack shit tight no ‘spect
just bought a new boom box (throw some ‘Set on dat bitch)
just bought a new boom box (throw some Yiotti on dat bitch)
gettin tired of Joc’s montone (throw some new shit on dat bitch)

[Verse 2: Polow da Pawn]
Hoe I neva tell da truth
I always lie
A lot of hype give me they ‘sic yet I neva push
Unless they talkin bout hittin a bitch’s tush
I tell em ‘only wit 400 spins will it bang’
So quit that sing n sang
And baby shush, please don’t tell
E’erbody should have Corporate Boy’s song on they cell
This is shit
Maybe that’s why it hits
Dis is for my dawgs
Yea lawyas, toy rappas, fake clappas, bustas

(wait a minute a minute muthafucka)

[Chorus]
Corporate Boy claimin crack dope niggas wanna ‘tack shit tight no ‘spect
just bought a new boom box (throw some Budden on dat bitch)
just bought a new boom box (throw some ‘Face on dat bitch)
gettin tired Weezy’s ugly face (throw some new shit on dat bitch)

[Heffer Jones aka One Eyed Sillie]
corporate boy, e’erbody wanna be corpoate, boy

[Chorus]
Corporate Boy claimin crack dope niggas wanna ‘tack shit tight no ‘spect
just bought a new boom box (throw some Real Gutta Music on dat bitch)
just bought a new boom box (throw some Classic New York on dat bitch)
gettin tired of Game’s game (throw some new shit on dat bitch)

[Verse 3: Coroporate Boy]

Aint just hit the scene
Didn’t blow ‘til I talk dat blaang (bling)

This song actually bang
Here’s just what I thank: (think)

That new Lil’ Brotha just sank

All I gotta do is talk dank
If we in Houston we’d sip sum drank
It’s just money in da bank

See it’s that’s easy to sell out
You think Corporate Boy 3 years ‘go had clout?

Eff Joell Ortiz
Aint got nothin on me he just a tease
And ‘Fest is just a Rhyme
Talkin bout day jobs all the time
N Cons you should quench ya thrist wit sum 22s

Y’all don heard me 1000 times, I’m just a bug-a-boo

[Chorus]
Corporate Boy claimin crack dope niggas wanna ‘tack shit tight no ‘spect
just bought a new boom box (throw some Styles P on dat bitch)
just bought a new boom box (throw some AZ on dat bitch)
gettin tired of Def Jam (throw some new shit on dat bitch)