[South Park talking] Uh, yo, up the music a little bit For my nigga, Filero on this Yo, up, what's up JC Man it's man, here we go
[South Mexican] I'ma have to smoke, I'ma have to toke Keep it in my like an inside joke No damn hope, I loc the game Got married at the hotel in south man if you feel me, wet like willy Got my own island like little nigga Gilly And the dang Skipper, that Ginger Could of played but I got injured Man I wouldn't kid you, throw dew Got a fine in the 6-0-2 It's more on the menu, get in you You Ms. America, I fucked Ms. Virginia I'm to burst, skip go to church Got the block hotter than your girlfriend I'ma scrape the curbs my brand new twenties Go buy some more cause to me they pennies I won two emmys, man I win Got so much heat I open up your pours out the county, fresh like downy Now my high, cause she ate my weed brownies Now she calling 9-1-1 I'm sad cause she called me a a bad son But I promise it's wear off soon Do I do and just watch some cartoons I'm on calhoun, I feel used a hoe just want to get in my fruit of the loom I'm the shrooms, I'ma spread the news SPM can't lose Hit the smooth, all night long I mama tattooed on my arm Dopehouse charm, with the in it I'ma fuck Missy for one minute Then I be finished, I spinach Just like Popeye except a little I sell reggie but I hydro ponic I got more brown than shoes and sonic Man I'm on it, I mean I'm on my love a bitch cause I just don't trust her Never popped the question, stay a bachelor I'm in the kitchen flipping cookies my spatula Do I have to, on the third chapter Talk with my when I come holler at you Call me the greaser, roach and a Don't fuck with that nigga he's a Motherfucking killer out the Hilla, dealer Get my off a eighteen wheeler My niggas, niggas, bar Now I'm flippers, large old flippers
scratching] Roll 80 vogues till hoes start clacking If you to jack, I got something for you Not the change for the beans and rice to the store I need a 40 on some dice Hillwood hustler, never caught another case so I got to call my lawyer Got a fine chick that just like Latoya Run you out my city like them Oilers
[South Park You can hockey, I'ma play hookie On the mic niggas say that I'm the They trying to me, cause I'm making movies Went gold twice, buy ice and I'ma eat at Lugies, my doobies She in a D cup cause I bought boobies I'ma the tuna, shoes are puma I'ma go on vacation to Blue Cause I like to scuba, on the Aruba eat a bowl of beans and I'ma play the tuba See I'm throwed, y'all should also know That I'm with a swamp thing and Dough And he frozen, got the what on the ocean Fuck her in the ass with some lotion All in the open, people could see My nextdoor neighbor's taking of me I'm a powerful man, I bought a on the sand Bought the lot and the cops get off of my land With my barbie, throw a party want my autograph but I don't got a sharpie No more bacardi, I'm drunk I some coffee About to up bitch get the fuck off me But anyway man, them up, who is you You ain't my girlfriend, my was wearing blue But you suck a good dick, so I won't say I saw the bitch kissing on my boy Nick But what he don't know ain't gone hurt him But hold up when he hear this he'll be swoll Man, I'ma have to tell him his album sucks And he shouldn't buy it or even listen to it So let it be a lesson any that you meet Take her to the store and tell bitch to brush her teeth