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A wannabe gangster
A wannabe gangster
I am a wannabe
You better be careful around me
I come from far away
Where Mustang dreams are made
And we are fashioned in the image of the Dons
Who have come before us
We all kiss the rings of sand
Like our fathers told us, ‘cause I'm a
A wannabe gangster
Better go back to Commack
I'm a wannabe gangster
You better go back to Commack
A wannabe gangster
I am a wannabe
You better be careful around me
I come from far away
Where Mustang dreams are made
And we are fashioned in the image of the Dons
Who have come before us
We all kiss the rings of sand
Like our fathers told us, ‘cause I'm a
A wannabe gangster
Better go back to Commack
I'm a wannabe gangster
You better go back to Commack
I'm a wannabe gangster
You better go back to Commack
Better go back to far away
A wannabe gangster
A wannabe gangster
Like a lemon pie à la mode
My nine is easy to load
All hail Jericho
Turnpike Tech, that's where I go
To learn the things about the universe I'll need
So I can build a stampede
Because I'm all up in your face again
I'm all up in your face, ‘cause I'm a
A wannabe gangster
Better go back to Commack
You better go back to Commack
Better go back to far away
A wannabe gangster
A wannabe gangster
Like a lemon pie à la mode
My nine is easy to load
All hail Jericho
Turnpike Tech, that's where I go
To learn the things about the universe I'll need
So I can build a stampede
Because I'm all up in your face again
I'm all up in your face, ‘cause I'm a
A wannabe gangster
Better go back to Commack
I'm a wannabe gangster
You better go back to Commack
I'm a wannabe gangster
You better go back to Commack
Better go back to far away
A wannabe gangster
Victim of the chromosome prankster, I thanks ya
I sits back in my chair to contemplate my hair
But yo I'm lookin' snappy, I'm nappy, I'm crappy
Got Jimmy hats from pappy, so now I'm trigger-happy
Yeah, so you girlies wanna get wit this nit-wit
Got Cheese Wiz or not?
Then I might have to blow up ya mail box, biatch
Or toilet paper ya front yard
Show the cops my Suburbs Card
They gotta let me go ‘cause they know that I'm hard
You better go back to Commack
I'm a wannabe gangster
You better go back to Commack
Better go back to far away
A wannabe gangster
Victim of the chromosome prankster, I thanks ya
I sits back in my chair to contemplate my hair
But yo I'm lookin' snappy, I'm nappy, I'm crappy
Got Jimmy hats from pappy, so now I'm trigger-happy
Yeah, so you girlies wanna get wit this nit-wit
Got Cheese Wiz or not?
Then I might have to blow up ya mail box, biatch
Or toilet paper ya front yard
Show the cops my Suburbs Card
They gotta let me go ‘cause they know that I'm hard
It's the deal, it's for real
Ya betta listen to what I'm tellin' ya
'Cause I'm a wannabe gangster
I'm a wannabe gangster
Better go back to Commack
I'm a wannabe gangster
You better go back to Commack
I'm a wannabe gangster
You better go back to Commack
Better go back to far
Better go back to far away
A wannabe gangster
A wannabe gangster
Gangster!
Ya betta listen to what I'm tellin' ya
'Cause I'm a wannabe gangster
I'm a wannabe gangster
Better go back to Commack
I'm a wannabe gangster
You better go back to Commack
I'm a wannabe gangster
You better go back to Commack
Better go back to far
Better go back to far away
A wannabe gangster
A wannabe gangster
Gangster!
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