He come rollin' down the sidewalk
Nearly knocked a lady flat
Ollied on the corner
Landed on the neighbor's cat
He's only four foot one
A single mother's son
Oooh little dude with a 'tude
He's a little dude with an attitude
Little dude with a 'tude
We met when he was seven
He walked right up to me
Eyeballed me a moment
Then he kicked me in the knee
Now he's two years older
He's always cutting class
Jamming gangsta rap on headphones
Mom suspects he's smoking grass
He's a little dude with an attitude
Little dude with a 'tude
Dude's mama's anxious
Dude gives her frights
So she piles the dishes in the sink
And parties every night
Gotta hand it to you kid
Although you never grew
You're doing things I never did
'Til I was twenty two
Busted elbow workin' on
A trick you hope to land
That'll come in handy
When they send you to Iran
He's a little dude with an attitude
Little dude with a 'tude
Little dude with a 'tude
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He come rollin' down the sidewalk
Nearly knocked a lady flat
Ollied on the corner
Landed on the neighbor's cat
He's only four foot one
A single mother's son
Oooh little dude with a 'tude
He's a little dude with an attitude
Little dude with a 'tude
We met when he was seven
He walked right up to me
Eyeballed me a moment
Then he kicked me in the knee
Now he's two years older
He's always cutting class
Jamming gangsta rap on headphones
Mom suspects he's smoking grass
He's a little dude with an attitude
Little dude with a 'tude
Dude's mama's anxious
Dude gives her frights
So she piles the dishes in the sink
And parties every night
Gotta hand it to you kid
Although you never grew
You're doing things I never did
'Til I was twenty two
Busted elbow workin' on
A trick you hope to land
That'll come in handy
When they send you to Iran
He's a little dude with an attitude
Little dude with a 'tude
Little dude with a 'tude
Nearly knocked a lady flat
Ollied on the corner
Landed on the neighbor's cat
He's only four foot one
A single mother's son
Oooh little dude with a 'tude
He's a little dude with an attitude
Little dude with a 'tude
We met when he was seven
He walked right up to me
Eyeballed me a moment
Then he kicked me in the knee
Now he's two years older
He's always cutting class
Jamming gangsta rap on headphones
Mom suspects he's smoking grass
He's a little dude with an attitude
Little dude with a 'tude
Dude's mama's anxious
Dude gives her frights
So she piles the dishes in the sink
And parties every night
Gotta hand it to you kid
Although you never grew
You're doing things I never did
'Til I was twenty two
Busted elbow workin' on
A trick you hope to land
That'll come in handy
When they send you to Iran
He's a little dude with an attitude
Little dude with a 'tude
Little dude with a 'tude
Writer: John Lee
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