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