Jah, Jah, Jah (ha, ha) See me, pass jungle (sniff) You can't, see
1] It's the revenge of your She catch attention and the shit She got tensions tattoo'd to the brim That bitch looser than the screws in my new gun and So take your mula, pop medulla, get to suckin' and Wifing the bitch, push brigade out of they mamas Doing her braids, living mama for the rest of the days 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 motherfuckin' thousand dollar kiss? I did, hi kids that she swallowed Head no brain, go insane, but she gon' stunt In letterman, in my letterman, in my letterman
See, Can't the jungle, or...nah
2] You see my raps, became Posting portraits of and gin [?] More annoyed an orphan [?] [?] block detergent, for common purpose They notice that I was soaking in Running the motion, was not a notion Hoping that open for fucking Fuck it I'm ducking, and off to New Zealand I'm wheeling, dealing, Pop pill and I'm feeling villain
Ah, fuck feelings, young nigga Uh uh, aye, jah jah jah Fucking to your head All you dead, uh Haha, we don't play shit Basically, you a basic g, bitch, haha Ha-ha, Shit dutty, No doubt, so dutty, dutty Uh-huh, This peaked, uh, haha in peace to your mama, with the drummer, ha I a llama, ha, teacher, yuh