Thomas Rusiak Hiphopper lyrics

You see me driving down the street
I look so fuckin' good
(Yeah)
Smokin' weed and doing dirt

In my Tommy Hilfiger hoodie
(Ha, yeah, ha, yeah, huh)
We're gonna keep talking bullshit about you
'Cause nobody be frontin' me and my crew
(Me and my crew, what, now to move on, huh)

'Cause I'm a hiphopper, yes, I am
(Yes, I am, what, yes, I am, huh)
'Cause I'm a hiphopper, yes, I am
(Me and my crew, what, now to move on, huh)

You see me wearing baggy jeans
(Baggy jeans, huh, baggy jeans, huh)
And my fat Tims stay on my feet
(On my feet, what, yeah)

I never smile when someone's around
(Huh, what)
I'm low key, staying hardcore
(Hardcore, hardcore, huh)

I'm never listening to anything else
(Fuck that, fuck that, huh)
But the hiphop that ya'll can feel

(Hiphop, hiphop, huh)

'Cause I'm a hiphopper, yes, I am
(Yes, I am, what, yes, I am, huh)
'Cause I'm a hiphopper, yes, I am
(Me and my crew, what, now to move on, huh)

You see me drivin' down the street
I look so fuckin' good
(Me and my crew, what, now to move on, huh)

You can keep throwing up, yo, I'm too wack
(I'm too wack, what, I'm too wack, huh)
But I'm still sittin' on the stuff you like
(No doubt, no doubt, no doubt, huh)

Come a bit close for my stuff to share
(My stuff to share, what, my stuff to share, huh)
And you will suck a cock within a year
(What what what what what)

'Cause I'm a hiphopper, yes, I am
(Yes, I am, what, yes, I am, huh)
'Cause I'm a hiphopper, yes, I am
(Me and my crew, what, now to move on, huh)