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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
About a nigga I knew
Named Jack, he that nimble, wasn't that quick
Jumped over the candlestick and burnt his
Ran up the street he was piping hot
Met a bitch named Jill on the bus
a line or two, and he had the hoe
At that type of he's a pro
So Jack and Jill ran up the hill to catch a 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 some 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 important
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 sheepskins
Yo, my sheepskins
Yo baby, what's up that?

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

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