One day heard Indian drums Saw a brother, too, wife kissin' too on another mission to The city with the sistas, though was a far Lone Ranger outta area that needed my assistance To cash, last man got robbed, pimped He never returned, I said ok and put the money in the bumped into this girl Looked like that that on "Mork & Mindy" and "How" I to the white trim, jockin' me the Indian Comin' in all this heat, the kind for a chance for ropin' in "How'd you like to put Indian teenie in my openin'?" Said that be because the nigga wasn't new to this True to this, barrel slide out the uterus Calm, started sad popular songs the money and the hon', screamin' at the top of her lungs Now on a hunt, "You carry leaf?" I was about to smoke a No, not without frontal, screw pronto, mean Tonto
Was extremely pissed, picturin' screwin' this Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo I don't know why the fuck I'm doin' Nuisance, tracks, "whose to choose?" Saddle loose, both thirsty cuttin' a cactus for the and All of a sudden, these women like model ho's in Ganged to rape me the Indian, I was so Don't pull a kid a minute, to give in within a 'Til I seen a shack yonder, or a livin' in it Shook my hand, manner, though she pack her up and ran her Couldn't stand her, her feathers like she wanted some banana Led me to the back of the house, the hands that started Used it as my marks and then I had a heart attack Brush it off, deal wit the floss, way past "what's the matter granny? Is your blind ass dusted" Back in the hunt, now do you want, poor granny offered me a blunt No not without frontal, girl pronto, mean Tonto, grandma
Found small timers after all, wasn't her intent to brawl Pulled out my 45, "How, y'all" up the wall Where's the hooker and the money, she came, sweatin' mine Then the bitch is a pistol at my fine behind Now she a smart ass, of figured when getting' off the hottie So the horse busted in, startin lettin' off the Killed the men, the girl, 'cause he figured I'm stuck trapped in "Come on Rick, a horse cappin'?" Yeah, that's what the happened Grieve the folks, bleedin', sides red, I'm and Indeed, now I'll let the Apache kill the bitch, no I her the role, better yet, "well is your pole up?" Signals from the sayin' "what the hell is the holdup?" Although he scares the honey, hit the dares to run it Caught and scalped the daffy hooker, "bitch where's the money?" Gave it up hunt done, she wants a blunt and so it's That's not I want, so drop drawers pronto mean Tonto
Now turn not it Shut up bitch, I what I'm doin' But my... oh! Oh it Stop... you're me I could have killed... Oh shit feels so your mouth Put it in mouth Play with my too what I'm sayin' wake it up Slick