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Little and girls, they all love me
Come sit on the lap of
And let me ya a story or two
a punk-ass nigga I knew
Named Jack, he wasn't nimble, wasn't that quick
over the candlestick and burnt his dick
Ran up the cause he was piping hot
Met a bitch Jill on the bus stop
Dropped a or two, and he had the hoe
At that type of shit a pro
So Jack and Jill ran up the hill to a lil' nap
bitch, gave him the claps
Then he had to go see Dr.
Got a in the ass, and he was on his way
To make money, why not?
Down on Sesame Street, the dope
There he saw the lady who lived in a
dope out the front, but in back, marijuana grew
For the man that was really
Who lived the street in a Air Jordan
to the fellow Mister Rogers and hoes
Drove a 500 sittin on
He broke out, Little Bo Peep, out
Saw, her and her friends sellin'

Yo yo I got sheepskins
Yo, my sheepskins
Yo baby, up with that?

dickory dock, it was twelve o'clock
Cinderella ain't must be givin up the cock
I don't it, she is kind of freaky of course
Had a fight with Snow White, she was fuckin her
Saw a over colors, too
Red Riding Hood, and Little Boy
A bad influence? Yo I know
But Ice Cube'll tell the how the story should go

Yeah money, that's it, money, that's it
This is Little Russ in the
Rock that shit homey, rock shit!