Got shit I dare too much Gimme, gimme, got shit 'coz I dare too Gimme, gimme, got shit 'coz I too much Gimme,
Uh, uh, uh, uh I'm automatical, infatical, even I wanna clear all the and shit ya believe in I'm nothin' to the imagination I won't on my emanicipation, proclamation Through the stations
Facin' me, ain't that but it ain't that easy Like I don't when to play hard and when to play easy Believe me, and Weezy couldn't move up this fast I'm everybody can't tell if I'm first or last
It won't hurt ya ass, but it hurt yo ass To trippin', find dirty got the perfect stash The perfect gat, left in ya ass I would run Laughin' at them who thought derrty was done
I'm a son of a G, I'm not a son of I'm makin' sure that my son and my sons gon' be Daughters and my daughters in no particular I 'em layin' up out the water wit straps to protect they ball up 'Coz I it
I need some Kool-Aid, Wit my red hot Tell 'em what ya, tell 'em mean 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, tell 'em what man You all that and a bag of And I wanna know if me and you can dip all
Baby girl, you than Kool-Aid, the red flavor "Ooh that's my favorite", yeah I know my game is She gave me her card, she said I can her I was gon' wait a of days but I did her a favor
Call her now, invite myself the neighbors loud, swoopin' like a caped crusader Without the cape, without the Her baby daddy was the type to a truck like mine No rims, no door pipes
Of course that, I love her apple bottom set She got upset, I she couldn't fire up a cigarette Small brat, ain't used to cats wit stacks If you ask me for summin', drop her off the porch at
I'm on a mission, turn the keys in the steady, beatin' Tweeter steady whistlin' She's seen my glisten, started to Murph, she's all and a bag of chips
I need some Kool-Aid, Wit my red hot Tell 'em what ya, tell 'em mean man You all that and a bag of And I just wanna if me and you can dip all
I some Kool-Aid, whaa? 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
Look, I want some whether 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 feed me mama, I'm like an animal after 12, can you handle my stamina? You won't believe the I say when you walk by My game cool but when it's on but hot when I talk high
Now I take you home but am I wrong I'm a kid ma, you know I wanna be Home Alone I felt summin' therre when we was dancin' on that song I like togetherness, can we all get
Can we all, get in my car and talk about it in the And make decisions wake up and yawn Come on, you can tell me if you it or not 'Coz have my Kool-Aid and my riplets red hot
I some 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, tell 'em mean man You all that and a bag of And I just wanna if me and you can dip all
Yo, yo, muthafuckas just too damn hot Nigga like the pie in the Cross the gun line and even get to find the indo Eatin' red hot, riplets promotin' passin' out you walkin' wit the triplets, I'm clubbin' lookin' terrific
I need some Kool-Aid, I got to get it wit it Put my up in ya pitcher see if it fit up in it And smoke for a second, and told her I'll it her groupie connection, got in the room and told her get naked
Told the Lunatics, told her how I it show you from the Show-Me, no talk fo sho respect it And ya red hot butt and now ya say ya not the rap Fred Flintstone, I makin' the Bed Rock
I give it to ya never failin' ya, business I'm tellin' ya You ever need me again be through in on my celluar And store y'all never on the red hot riplets and Kool-Aid I need my nigga