Lyrics Ugly Duckling

Ugly Duckling

A Little Samba

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This is just a little samba

With all the typical drama

Feel the rhythm of the conga (come on)

This is just a little samba

Yo man, I'm living grandiose, puffin on an Ambassador

Paid in full, kill the bull, like a matador

Flash the cash, make my album cover shinier

My head's spinning like a discus, and if this is (just a little samba)

Then I'm straight, with the seven-course meal on my plate

I put my leftovers in the doggie bag

I got moves like Mr. Miyagi had

With the "wax off, wax on, " I'll play you like Zaxxon

Girls love my songs, sunbathing on the back lawn

"Ju... look... mahvellous"

C'mon young lady, get in the car with us, superstar deluxe (hey!)

I'm always animated cause my game's so tight, that I keep it laminated

Well, if that's true, why you living with ya mama?

Shh! It's just a little samba...

This is just a little samba

With all the typical drama

Feel the rhythm of the conga (come on)

This is just a little samba

Yo, I make all the mon-ay

No you don't

I get all the girls

No you don't!

I put it down on fools!

No you don't (huh?)

No you don't (man...)

No you don't!

You might spot me in Versace suits

When I'm at award shows paparazzi shoot

I own a fly home, four-car garage

With rides for me and my entourage

Hold up, I got a email

It's a female

Girls pressing on me like Lee Nail

I make the hits that you hear on the jukebox (so?)

Chicks come hotter than Arizona rooftops

I got this one, she's a Playmate

When I met her she was looking at my gold Dizzy nameplate

But I had to vacate, I said "I'm gonna miss our date cause my plane's late"

(Plane?)

Yeah, I own a plane and I also bought a yacht

So I scuba in Bermuda when the weather gets hot

And I travel a lot...

The why you livin with ya mama?

Man, it's just a little samba!

This is just a little samba

With all the typical drama

Feel the rhythm of the conga (come on)

This is just a little samba

I make all the money

No you don't

I get all the girls

No you don't!

I got my own sitcom!

No you don't (huh?)

No you don't (what?)

No you don't!

I star in the movies

No you don't

I run my own label

No you don't

Man, I only date models

No you don't (huh?)

No you don't (hey?)

No you don't!

Man, I got more property than Monopoly

No you don't

Man, I drive a flying car!

No, no you don't

Man, I got two pet sharks...

Your mom let's you have sharks in the house?

Man, ge... wha?

C'mon man, the song's over man