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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 punk-ass nigga I
Jack, he wasn't that nimble, wasn't that quick
Jumped over the candlestick and his dick
Ran up the street cause he was hot
Met a bitch named Jill on the bus
a line or two, and he had the hoe
At that type of shit a pro
So Jack and ran up the hill 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 some money, why not?
Down on Street, the dope spot
There he saw the who lived in a shoe
Sold dope out the front, but in back, grew
For the man that was really
Who down the street in a Air Jordan
Ride to the Mister Rogers and hoes
a 500 sittin on Lorenzoes
He broke out, Little Bo Peep, out
Saw, her and her friends sheepskins

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

Hickory dock, it was twelve o'clock
Cinderella ain't home must be givin up the
I doubt 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 don't
But Ice Cube'll tell the how the story should go

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