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He want to be a big man

But he know he a small man

In private he dress up and do the can can

He all cartoony like gruncle Stan Stan.

He gotta rich friend he think the man man

His rich friend he love the klan klan

The two be goose steppin’

The two be goose steppin’

In the mornin’ he pulling da fire alarma

He just trying to scare you and make up more trauma

He can’t live without all dat drama

He won’t eat middle eastern cause he says he hates dat schwarma.

Bad things gonna come back on him because of dat karma

The two be goose steppin’

The two be goose steppin’

He talkin’ real loud, tryna sound all tough

But we all know he cain’t sell that rough stuff

Big shoes, big coat, but he still bluff bluff

He be flexin’ like he diamond, but he straight Hufflepuff

Million dollar this that, but it all fake fake

Runnin’ round town like he pushin’ that weight weight

Luigi comin’ Luigi comin’

He scared of the dark, leave a night light on late

Tryna act all brave but his heart pumpin’ shake shake

Luigi comin’ Luigi comin’ ‘cause

The two be goose steppin’

The two be goose steppin’

He say he run the block, but he really just rent it

Tried to buy a Rolex, but the price he couldn’t dent it

All talk, no walk, that’s how he designed it

Tryna boss up but his clout been rewinded

He scared of his shadow, jumpin’ left and right

Actin’ like a king but he cryin’ every night

Luigi comin’

Say he got power, but his grip too light

He can’t handle heat, better step outta sight

The two be goose steppin’

The two be goose steppin’

He got a lil’ squad, they be all yes men

Sayin’ “yes sir,” but they all just pretend

He be braggin’ ‘bout his riches, but he can’t even spend

Tryna swing big, but his punches don’t extend

Talk about respect but he ain’t earned none

Still runnin’ from the truth like he stole some .

Lookin’ in the mirror, see a fraud, not a don

Tryna build an empire but the bricks all gone

The two be goose steppin’

The two be goose steppin’