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I'm a boy named Harry
Both my parents are dead
Now I'm hangin' in the ghetto
Earnin' wizard street cred
In the common room crib
I be chillin' with the shorties
My homies and me
Are drinkin' Butterbeer 40s
Malfoy is the boy
I'd like to kick in the rump
We're at each other's throats
Just like Rosie & Trump
I fight the three-headed doggy
And I ride the big birdy Buckbeak is my freak '
Cause she makes me feel dirty
I pimped out my broomstick
With 28 speakers I once cut a house elf
Just to take his sneakers
Voldemort is my bitch
Fool, he ain't no man
I can't wait to bust a cap
Up in his Azkaban

My name is Harry P
To the O, to the T
To the T, to the E
To the R, you see
He's a magic man
He puts a hex in the city
Don't call him Harry Potter
'Cause my name is H Piddy

When Dementors are near it's like the arctic zone
So I Hufflepuff the chronic till the Sorcerer's Stoned
At the drive thru in my Invisibility cloak
For the Order of the Phoenix I’ll take fries and a coke

I eat Chocolate Frogs and booger flavor beans
I be Grubbin on Hedwig’s hot and spicy wings
The muggles all see me as a nifty gent
but I can take more bullets than 50 Cent...

A magic spell can cause a bad reaction
like a day care center run by michael jackson
I drink poly-juice potion when I'm in the hood carousin,
doin' drive by magic on my Nimbus 2000

My name is Harry P
To the O, to the T
To the T, to the E
To the R, you see
He's a magic man
He puts a hex in the city
Don't call him Harry Potter
'Cause my name is H Piddy

Water skiing with Hagrid in the castle trough
On the carpet eatin burgers like Hasslehoff
I'm a bad boy wizard, I don't tolerate phonies
I showed the world my privates in that show about ponies

I be ditchin my scarf, with the robe and the tie-
got this bitchin gear from Fubu and it’s super-fly
A wizard is judged by his ice and his threads,
Galleon gold in my grill, extensions in my dreads

The ladies all love me cause I look so fine
I'm poppin out more babies than Federline
2 parts pumpkin juice one part Mr. Pibb
a dime bag of flu-powder to get back to the crib
A pinch of dragons eye and a smidge of toadstool
one sip you're flying high, just like Paula Abdul


My name is Harry P
To the O, to the T
To the T, to the E
To the R, you see
He's a magic man
He puts a hex in the city
Don't call him Harry Potter
'Cause my name is H Piddy

In the hood, in the hood, he's the wizard in the hood
He uses magic powers for the forces of good
he eradicates evil, he protects the poor
I get a little _____, on my dumbledore.



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