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2] You drop your pants at your At the at a ballgame I'm on the stool brain From a tall dame, I'm 5'8" Shorty 6'2" Feed her coke, jaw a pitbull. I was born to rep You f-cking a hornet's nest Old shooters in the corner ? boys that be handling the rock Chris dish off, hammer in the sock flakes in the Gold Schlager The green XJ12, you know the old Jaguar Got the burch wood lacing the Poppy bagels getting flavored out in Only the Fonz, laced plates Cheese that reach maturity, sucks from Shannon Doherty Take your temperature anally and Make a of home drizzle royally with oil
[Verse 3 - Hopping out the Royce Gold nouveau shoes, so Flyest you know Rican version of Scarface F-ck the God's say Disrespect, piss in your broad's Chains chunky like Oprah's belly Got the and the brown: Peanut and jelly I step up in the spot with the rock You'll see the popular pop Go in their and pull out their wallet When I click-clack, now get up on the Cause I Onyx, Pete Rock, Chuck D shut em You know Term, I'm the kid the 'preme beats Butter Pecan J Lo, kid with the cheeks Boobies on my fronts, iced out note book Making volcanos in the kitchen the coke cook I rode around all kinds of thugs High on drugs, pissing out blood