Nigga, come off, check this out, check out Listen all this shit y'all talkin' ain't got no We'll pass the 40 around and we'll see got some skills I mean if you got 'em you got 'em and if you (I got skins, got skins) You're over, so Mista Lawnge, listen, I give brew to you I'm gonna some out for my man pee-wee (Pee-wee) And do what you do, all right black, bust it
I'm the dick daddy, fuck what you think Pass the 40 right by me, 'cause you know I don't I sober when I drop a hit But I put gum in my ass 'cause I like to pop it comes to pullin' gums I might do it But put your up black and I'm a run right through it Don't on the side, thinkin' I'm easy to beat 'Cause be up in that ass like a bike seat
And it comes to boning, I'm Mr. Erecticy Hoes come by the for a free histerectomy got a dick that I brag about, I put it in fast then I drag it out Girls, I'll be the special see 'Cause man suffers from pseudo-penis envy I do damage, oh, uhm The sugar dick is guarantied to you come Now I the 40 'cause you heard from me So, go get a forklift
I'm too young for 40's, and too young for blunts The only thing I'm not too young for is the The girlies, the ladies, I them with a passion But back to the mic 'cause I'm always down for Many M.C.'s fall to the dust, will rust I bust and I crush, you can't touch I'm the child of the wild, the flavor of the I gave you plenty of chances still ya with this style Now that you know, can't be tooken Pass the 40 'cause my not lookin'
Yo give me that, kid, you pah put you in the mourge to hot diggity dog bow wow wow wow wow Yipity yie yo, yo yie yeah dog is rockin' it and Yes, I'm definitly here to Pass me 40, pass me to 40, it if you may Because my Jimmy is hard and yes I a hoe to slay
And when I'm it the bitches they go huhhh I'm funkin' the bitches they go huhhh You'll drink the 40, I a guiness staught And I see you home, I'm out You Chris, pass me the keys to the car I'm runnin' for my menage-a-trois
Pass it, tap it, and crack it Take a small swig or down it a pig You too tipsys to operate rig I'm a mike, you suckers I strike in Here's a D.W.I. for drivin' drunk with the From Chi to Lawnge and all those in fight your grip 'cause you're holdin' it to tight I'll take a body count, I my body count is right Five drunk niggers from my to my right And maybe you hope that I'm with
But all right, yo' it's all right So Dave my grip is getting Grab the 40 so I can you speak
I live large, Caviar and Spent most of my time bullshit demos Can you understand, do you you let me explain I'm the A and R man Dave Gossett, yes I it I rip the mic and I stuff Don't me, ask the sheep see They got the money, think it's Always all the honey
Opps, I to say hoes, broke my own rhyme didn't know, uh oh I see a hoe, I gotta go, I gotta go Yo Dres, it's your Act like gonnarhea and burn burn
Step into the and give 'em proof black sheep don't need Jack to get loose And rip a roof, the too You're in my fuckin' way so And let a nigga get Honeys me close my goods are on display So, I play 'em like and take a ho a day
I pull 'em like a dentist, mold 'em a teacher Knock 'em like a bowler, fleece 'em a preacher Step, get a man, go to school, a band It makes no difference is that type of brother That hit that ass forever 'cause I'm clever, ever Have I, ever, my sight Or said, "Mike I bone this night"
Not 'bout chicken But if she's finger I will let it be bite the bone Micraphon's I like 'em they let me amplify So reach for the sky, you know you can't fly But you reach up higher, a black sheep is your desire Then you look up at me 'cause I'm a flyer
So now you got beef chief, grief be your I sport a full metal jacket, give your beef lo mein 'Cause I'mm like a swinger, singin' like a singer I'm lookin' for your or your ho so did you bring her Ah I'm bullshittin', almost time for quittin' There's money to be made and booty to be Look and you will see, that's who I be A divine incline of is studio time