Know I’m a wild guy, no lies,
She seen the money, gotta pop that.
I told her put her Cannon on my third leg, tripod.
I knock us of, out the circle and put it in my limb pocket
And she tried to get it popping
I feed her ass on the rimpacka.
I see no limits, call me primela,
Niggers think they fly, they’re a bunch of caterpillars.
Yeah, I’m back like the rear, T veneers,
Don’t play around the snickers, ‘cause I have the inteers.
Got a big nose, got big balls, can’t tell me that, I heard it all.
Kill the rappers, left or right, make me get a gun charge.
Official like vitto, I’m a heavy hitter, you heard of that,
Don’t jump in the water, I will turn into a mermaid.
My niggers is dope, them boys is broke,
Them boys are rude, they love dropping the soap.
She says she’s got her own man, I say oh yeah, it’s that true?
Is he in a wheel chair or is he by the dance hall?
Run that in my house you might as well bring a coffin
And some changing clothes, ‘cause you might be wetter than a dolphin.
Got a ghetto chick with no kids and rich as a bee,
Knocking all my bonus, better pay her out of my list.
My girl got a good ass, your girl a boot dagger,
Kill all you rappers, put you together, that’s a parallel.
I be your survival issue, really I don’t give a chuck.
It is so good, mess around, need a tummy tub.
Too nice if a body worth it, kill the beat, close the curtains.
Bunch of niggers over famous so I’ll never be hugging.
Leave the game for certain, back in the suburban.
Run and get done on, my all niggers be stay alerting.