My Sampler

[Intro: *sample* & Loe Pesci]
"Baby yeah"
This to my sampler y'all
"Baby"

[Chorus: Loe Pesci]
I love my sampler to death, I wrote a letter to her
I been seeing her in mags before I ever knew her
I said we'd do it every day if I ever scoop her
But these days she complains I hardly ever use her
I love my sampler to death, I wrote a letter to her
I been seeing her in mags before I ever knew her
I said we'd do it every day if I ever scoop her
But these days she complains I hardly ever use her

[Verse 1: Loe Pesci & *sample*]
A couple friends wanna borrow you now
They say if I can't appreciate you why are we down?
Last time we made it happen I was drumming on ya'
I stumbled on some rum and vodka, that stain ain't coming off ya'
You got a couple screws loose like Frankenstein
Ya' paint faded, should strip you like Palestine
I hear you complain, I'm busy writing battle rhymes
Quick to point out I used to produce half the time
You were my crutch since I'm not a composer
We made a great team like Sam and Travolta ("baby yeah")
So when I'm done songwriting for this album with Osa
We'll be sampling soca, glad you back from ya' coma ("baby")
Back when all we did was just hang and do our thang
Bang out 'til 10 AM, I'd say 'damn, you're a machine' ("baby yeah")
Now you feel distant like my fam in Malaysia
So when we tour Southeast Asia, I promise to take ya' ("baby")

[Chorus: Loe Pesci]
I love my sampler to death, I wrote a letter to her
I been seeing her in mags before I ever knew her
I said we'd do it every day if I ever scoop her
But these days she complains I hardly ever use her
I love my sampler to death, I wrote a letter to her
I been seeing her in mags before I ever knew her
I said we'd do it every day if I ever scoop her
But these days she complains I hardly ever use her

[Verse 2: Loe Pesci & *sample*]
Whenever we tipsy, it's Tennessee whisky
Dear MPC60, my schedule been busy
When I first scooped you, 6'2 had just dumped you
You felt the heartbreak means you been through and I love you
Lady 2000, she'd been 'round since forever
She'd always frown in your presence 'cause deep down she was jealous
12-bit sampling engine, back end banging like a hovercraft
Wife-beater banging on my better half
And real women still feel him on the clubbing scene
But he's in a love triangle with two drum machines ("baby yeah")
He split bars like it's too many to hop from
Record shopping's not fun when you never cop none ("baby")
Witnesses wit' me always split up the Phillie
And saw us test more samples than Olympic committees ("baby yeah")
But what's super stupid, is this joint's 'bout how we used to do it
And I ain't even make this beat, I let Boots produce it

[Chorus: Loe Pesci]
I love my sampler to death, I wrote a letter to her
I been seeing her in mags before I ever knew her
I said we'd do it every day if I ever scoop her
But these days she complains I hardly ever use her
I love my sampler to death, I wrote a letter to her
I been seeing her in mags before I ever knew her
I said we'd do it every day if I ever scoop her
But these days she complains I hardly ever use her

[Outro: *sample* & Loe Pesci]
"Baby" (I love my sampler to death, I wrote a letter to her)
"With my baby" (I said we'd do it every day if I ever scoop her)
"Baby" (I love my sampler to death, I wrote a letter to her)
"With my baby" (I been seeing her in mags before I ever knew her)
"Baby" (I said we'd do it every day if I ever scoop her)
"With my baby" (but these days she complains I hardly ever use her)
"Baby"
"With my baby
"With my baby"