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Little and girls, they all love me
sit on the lap of I-see-E
And let me ya a story or two
About a punk-ass nigga I
Named Jack, he wasn't that nimble, that quick
Jumped over the candlestick and burnt his
Ran up the cause he was piping hot
Met a bitch Jill on the bus stop
a line or two, and he had the hoe
At type of shit he's a pro
So Jack and Jill ran up the to catch a lil' nap
Dumb bitch, 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 Street, the dope spot
There he saw the lady who lived in a
Sold out the front, but in back, marijuana grew
For the man that was really
Who down the street in a Air Jordan
Ride to the fellow Mister Rogers and
Drove a 500 sittin on
He broke out, Bo Peep, smoked out
Saw, her and her friends sellin'

Yo yo I got them
Yo, my sheepskins
Yo baby, what's up with

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

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