now whos whos white, pants are loose and whose pants are tight. you tell me dark, whos got the mad bark, whos ryhme skill, whose bottle aint filled worth a drop, mr. black man, b, ya the shit hit the fan. wont stop pimpin till im your hand, guarantee a million fans when this album up. you dont im black? bitch the fuck up. im not around, i my rest so im gonna lay down, if know i was black, guess you it now.... im the afro-american the phat-ass sounds. you pimpy is my name, buddha, lead me to the temple so i can pimpin' stay healthy, fresh, not hurt like pippen, true black men the shag in the rides, and i fucked your bitch 1 more time.
i know why you think im a honkey, its like the i get the more racist you be, i dont know why you im a honkey, its like the i get the more racist you be,
i you'd rather see me white then see me black, i make all the shots, clean all the spots, and all the rocks, and set all the traps. i know you this albums a flop, but by the crib baby, and i'll be on top, ten years from now i'll be dark, yo i thought i told ya i pot. now what ya gonna do to a man much than you, with a crew much larger yours, offend me to live like o.j.-its the only way. don't around wit the noi we don't play. 'cause there ain't beer here, aint weed here for you to smoke up, deal wit honies that holler back at ya- and my cock is than the contentent of africa. -----the-----------fuck----------ya.
i dont why you think im a honkey, its like the i get the more racist you be, i know why you think im a honkey, its like the blacker i get the more you be,
all bs, no for the k.k.k. louie farakann pissed im flossin, and cause im hittin more shit andre dawson. my ride is supreme, it clean, im still black mean joe green. you know im gonna run for presendent, 1st in the office-aint it unpresindent. baby i told ya, it mean a thing to me, im too much, got a black mans touch, had this girl i she was dutch, but i let her go she talked too much. my nubian queens got back, if an ass is a probelm, i'll it, got back. throw your in the sky, em end to end, nigga a new girlfriend, ill give broad a ride, hit her guy, poeticly, see, be ballin' yo' be fallin' to her a hoe. i got the number i to know, i the dough, though, go my sizac... your on cizack... you tricks set and my ass is so blizack......
i dont why you think im a honkey, its like the blacker i get the racist you be, i know why you think im a honkey, its like the i get the more racist you be,
i dont know why you im a honkey, its like the i get the more racist you be, i dont why you think im a honkey, its like the blacker i get the more you be,
i dont know why you im a honkey, its the blacker i get the more racist you be, i know why you think im a honkey, its like the i get the more racist you be,
i dont know why you im a honkey, its like the blacker i get the racist you be, i dont know why you im a honkey, its the blacker i get the more racist you be,
i know why you think im a honkey, its like the i get the more racist you be, i dont know why you im a honkey, its the blacker i get the more racist you be,
i dont why you think im a honkey, its like the blacker i get the more you be, i dont why you think im a honkey, its the blacker i get the more racist you be,
i know why you think im a honkey, its the blacker i get the more racist you be, i dont know why you im a honkey, its the blacker i get the more racist you be,
i dont why you think im a honkey, its the blacker i get the more racist you be, i know why you think im a honkey, its like the blacker i get the racist you be,
i dont know why you im a honkey, its like the i get the more racist you be, i know why you think im a honkey, its like the i get the more racist you be,