Got 'coz I dare too much Gimme, gimme, got shit 'coz I dare too Gimme, gimme, got shit I dare too much Gimme,
Uh, uh, uh, uh I'm automatical, infatical, even I clear all the misconceptions and shit ya believe in I'm leavin' to the imagination I stop on my emanicipation, proclamation the radio stations
Facin' me, ain't that hard but it ain't that Like I don't when to play hard and when to play easy Believe me, George and Weezy move up this fast I'm lappin' everybody can't if I'm first or last
It hurt ya ass, but it might hurt yo ass To come trippin', find dirty got the stash The perfect gat, in ya ass thought 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' that my son and my sons gon' be rich Daughters and my daughters in no order I leave 'em layin' up out the wit straps to protect they ball up I call it
I need Kool-Aid, whaa? Wit my red hot Tell 'em what ya, tell 'em mean man You all that and a bag of And I wanna know 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 that and a bag of And I just wanna if me and you can dip all
Baby girl, you than Kool-Aid, the red flavor "Ooh that's my favorite", yeah I my game 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 the neighbors loud, swoopin' like a caped crusader Without the cape, the tights Her daddy was the type to have a truck like mine No beach rims, no pipes
Of course that, I her apple 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', drop her off where the at
I'm on a mission, the keys in the ignition Beat steady, beatin' steady whistlin' She's my glisten, started to trip Murph, she's all and a bag of chips
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 know if me and you can dip all
I some Kool-Aid, whaa? Wit my red hot Tell 'em what ya, tell 'em mean man You all that and a bag of And I just know if me and you can dip all
Look, I want some mushu whether I'm in Cali or No goin' out, I like to in my damn room, damn She got a donkey-o, must be a damn zoo, ooh Look at the yo, she must be a baboon!
Please don't me mama, I'm like an animal Especially after 12, can you handle my You won't believe the things I say when you by My game cool but when on but it's hot when I talk high
Now I take you home but am I wrong I'm a kid ma, you know I don't be Home Alone I felt summin' therre when we was dancin' on that song I togetherness, can we all get along?
Can we all, get in my car and about it in the morn' And make decisions when wake up and on, you can tell me if you like it or not 'Coz I'ma have my and my riplets red hot
I need 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 know if me and you can dip all
I need Kool-Aid, whaa? Wit my red hot Tell 'em ya, tell 'em what 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 red hot, riplets promotin' passin' out snippets Seen you walkin' wit the triplets, I'm clubbin' terrific
I some Kool-Aid, shit I got to get it wit it Put my spoon up in ya see if it fit up in it And smoke for a second, and her I'll wreck it Told her connection, got in the room and told her get naked
Told the Lunatics, her how I reflect it Lemme show you from the Show-Me, no talk fo sho it And ya red hot butt and now ya say ya not It's the rap Flintstone, I makin' the Bed Rock
I give it to ya never failin' ya, handlin' business I'm ya You ever need me again be through in on my celluar And I'ma store y'all never on the red hot riplets and I need my money