Got 'coz I dare too much Gimme, gimme, got shit I dare too much Gimme, gimme, got shit I dare too much Gimme,
Uh, uh, uh, uh I'm automatical, infatical, even I wanna clear all the misconceptions and ya believe in I'm leavin' to the imagination I won't on my emanicipation, proclamation Through the radio
Facin' me, ain't that hard but it ain't easy Like I don't know when to play hard and to play easy Believe me, and Weezy couldn't move up this fast I'm lappin' everybody tell if I'm first or last
It won't ya ass, but it might hurt yo ass To come trippin', dirty got the perfect stash The perfect gat, left in ya ass I would run Laughin' at them niggaz who derrty was done
I'm a son of a G, I'm not a son of I'm makin' sure my son and my sons gon' be rich Daughters and my in no particular order I leave 'em layin' up out the water wit straps to protect ball up 'Coz I it
I need Kool-Aid, whaa? Wit my red hot Tell 'em what ya, 'em what mean man You all that and a bag of And I just wanna if me and you can dip all
I need some Kool-Aid, Wit my red hot Tell 'em ya, tell 'em what mean man You all and a bag of chips And I just wanna if me and you can dip all
Baby girl, you sweeter Kool-Aid, the red flavor "Ooh that's my favorite", yeah I know my is major She gave me her card, she said I can her I was gon' a couple of days but I did her a favor
Call her now, invite myself awake the Beatin' loud, swoopin' like a caped the cape, without the tights Her baby was the type to have a truck like mine No beach rims, no door
Of course that, I love her bottom short set She got upset, I said she fire up a cigarette Small brat, used to cats wit short stacks If you ask me for summin', her off where the porch at
I'm on a mission, the keys in the ignition Beat steady, beatin' Tweeter steady seen my glisten, started to trip Murph, all that and a bag of chips
I need Kool-Aid, whaa? Wit my red hot Tell 'em what ya, tell 'em what man You all and a bag of chips And I just know if me and you can dip all
I need some Kool-Aid, Wit my red hot Tell 'em what ya, 'em what mean man You all that and a bag of And I just wanna if me and you can dip all
Look, I want some mushu I'm in Cali or Cancun No goin' out, I like to stay in my damn room, She got a donkey-o, this must be a zoo, ooh Look at the monkey yo, she be a baboon!
Please don't feed me mama, I'm like an Especially 12, can you handle my stamina? You won't believe the I say when you walk by My game cool but it's on but it's hot when I talk high
Now ought I take you but am I wrong I'm a kid ma, you know I don't wanna be Home Plus I felt therre when we was dancin' on that song I togetherness, can we all get along?
Can we all, get in my car and talk about it in the And decisions when wake up and yawn Come on, you can me if you like it or not 'Coz have my Kool-Aid and my riplets red hot
I some Kool-Aid, whaa? Wit my red hot 'em what ya, tell 'em what mean man You all and a bag of chips And I just wanna if me and you can dip all
I need Kool-Aid, whaa? Wit my red hot Tell 'em what ya, tell 'em mean man You all and a bag of chips And I just wanna if me and you can dip all
Yo, yo, them muthafuckas too damn hot Nigga the pie in the window Cross the gun and even get shot to find the indo Eatin' red hot, riplets promotin' out snippets Seen you walkin' wit the triplets, I'm lookin' terrific
I need Kool-Aid, shit I got to get it wit it Put my spoon up in ya see if it fit up in it And for a second, and told her I'll wreck it Told her groupie connection, got in the room and told her get
Told the Lunatics, her how I reflect it show you from the Show-Me, no talk fo sho respect it And ya red hot butt and now ya say ya not It's the rap Fred Flintstone, I makin' the Bed
I give it to ya never failin' ya, handlin' business I'm ya You ever me again I'ma be through in on my celluar And I'ma y'all never on the red hot riplets and Kool-Aid I need my nigga