Leroy! lyrics

Artist  : Tarsha Vega 
Song : Leroy!



 Send "Leroy!" Ringtone to your Cell 

 Who's that on my answering machine

Leaving me a message freak my dreams -

Got my number from a friend at a magazine

X-Friend now all my calls they get screened 

Yo I'm over minor leagues

Now I'm up in the game

For a fee of 2 G's trademark my name

Leroy I be the mellow never front on the fame

But there's a hole in yo brain a gap a synapse


In my synopsis it started w/ 2 struggling rappers


There was u the unemployed 

I freaked commercials as an actor

Tryin' to make moves but u was all about yo mouth


U got gassed up by ya moms ay yo I had to break
out

Ya laughed I held u back heard u whisper what I
lack 

But when u 2 faced your rep gets smoked like
stems of crack 

U better run from me homey 

Ya heard Leroy said what's the matter wit u
boy



Leroy

Leroy, what are u doin'!

Leroy



Like Lauryn Hill say music is supposed to
inspire

I signed w/ RCA peace to Seymour at Sire 

Ya quick ta brag about ya wack MC battles in Long
Island

Who ya sign with Leroy the phone goes silent

Ooh u didn't call me when u was dissin' my
demo

Ooh -u didn't call me when u was coolin' in the
limo of my'

Favorite rapper damn u had a crush on him

Leroy ya just a greedy groupie male groupies
ain't in 

So I think that Tarsha Vega need the caller I.D.


Ya bugga boo ya buggin' me don't take it
personally

I flee from those who do the shifty

bag em in the Hefty w/ the cinch sack u yap

I snap ya back like Richard Pryor 

U a big mouth and I'm the orthodontist w/ the
pliers and

The wires in a crossword puzzle

The "L" in Leroy connects w/Liar 

Leroy, u got a loose screw!



Leroy

Leroy, what are u doin'!

Leroy



Verbs scribin' Leroy always end up bein'
wasted

Cause Leroy ain't creative verbal weapons ain't
abrasive

Style be calculated like spread sheets on
computers 

He be standin' on line at the local rap
recruiters 

U be all that u can be me I'm Tarsha V from
the

Boogie Down like KRS from BDP

Leroy, u oughta call em up he A&R at
Reprise

Here the phone go "Beep"



Dancehall vox

Mr. Telephone man

There's something wrong wit cho line

When I dial up Tarsha Vega

Me gets a click click every ti-ime



Leroy!

Leroy, what are u doin'!

Leroy!