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