Jah, Jah, Jah (ha, ha) See me, can't pass (sniff) You can't, see
1] It's the of your bitch She catch attention and the shit She got your tattoo'd to the brim That looser than the screws in my new gun and shit So take mula, pop medulla, get to suckin' and shit Wifing the bitch, mistakes push brigade out of mamas Doing her braids, with mama for the rest of the days Ain't the space, shit, a young Dracula all the homies, bet her pussy feel spectacular She gon' stunt in these shades and buy a thousand lipstick Ever had a motherfuckin' thousand dollar kiss? Well I did, hi that she swallowed Head hollow no brain, go insane, but she stunt In letterman, in my letterman, in my letterman
See, Can't the jungle, or...nah
2] You see my raps, subordinate portraits of flow and gin [?] More annoyed than an [?] [?] detergent, merging for common purpose They notice I was soaking in lotion Running the motion, was not a notion Hoping that Lexis for fucking Fuck it I'm ducking, and jumping off to New I'm wheeling, dealing, Pop pill and I'm feeling like
Ah, fuck your feelings, young Uh uh, aye, jah jah jah Fucking to your head All you dead, uh Haha, we don't play that Basically, you a basic g, bitch, haha Ha-ha, Shit dutty, No doubt, It's so dutty, Uh-huh, nigga's peaked, uh, haha Rest in peace to mama, with the drummer, ha I a llama, ha, teacher, yuh