What what what what Right, ghetto
I'm somethin' a phenomenon, But still dumpin' the drama's on, Y'all can't eat fit meals, And it somethin' like when it's Ramadan, Hope you chumps been walkin' with on, turnin' his momma on, I to see rumps in Farragama thongs Bet it look plump you got pajama's on, in, let's hit the Bahama's ma', And it's crunk I'm on the song, like "Bumb-ba-Bump," I'm picky, When it comes to licky, Have 'em off them Vickie's quickly, Under the thick three sixty, It's the and sticky icky, I Okay!
I'm fly enough, to do better, But pimp to not give a fuck, And I'm enough, to do better, And gangsta to not give a fuck, I'm enough, to know better, But enough to not give a fuck, And I'm, old enough, to better, But enough to not give a fuck
man, I'm in a so old, It'll make grandma glance, And know, everybody go, So please, call the ambulance, These dudes stand a chance, When I up like the pamper brand, in the Lambo slants, With a madame France, a ass so big, You hide it in hammer pants, Who be in New York, Miami tans, Got doin' the street family dance, I'm this hammer can, you save that gangsta role for the camera man, F-A-B, you preferably, Don't F wit me, Please it, I'm definitely, as responsible, For the City High as 'Clef would be, it please
I'm to your women friends, 'Cause I buy deuces to rent a Benz, Like they boots by Timbaland, I have to remind, since I got and signed, Y'all playa's get to the scrimagin' Not one of the Jesus's got lemon lips get loose like y'all feminine, I prove letting but the semi can boost my adrenaline, You had no use with that lem again, my roots is Dominican, Faboloso mi Le bengamins, dude got the juice of a pimp in him, Turn to stones like got a glimpse of them, But right now you can lie and too, And later be the guy the spoke to, And now you can try to prosecute, But later in you die in the hospital