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 the shit She got your tensions to the brim bitch looser than the screws in my new gun and shit So take your mula, pop medulla, get to suckin' and Wifing the bitch, mistakes push out of they mamas Doing her braids, living with mama for the of the days Ain't seen the space, shit, a young Fucking all the homies, bet her feel spectacular She gon' stunt in these shades and buy a thousand lipstick Ever had a thousand dollar dick kiss? Well I did, hi that she swallowed Head hollow no brain, go insane, but she gon' In this letterman, in my letterman, in my
See, Can't the jungle, or...nah
2] You see my raps, subordinate Posting of flow and gin [?] More than an orphan [?] [?] block detergent, merging for purpose They that I was soaking in lotion Running the motion, was not a notion Hoping Lexis 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 close to your All you dead, uh Haha, we play that shit Basically, you a g, basic bitch, haha Ha-ha, Shit dutty, No doubt, It's so dutty, Uh-huh, This peaked, uh, haha Rest in peace to your mama, the drummer, ha I a llama, ha, teacher, yuh