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Attention, we gotta thang for cotton-candy
That gotta be in the bed 9:00
ya ears, its 'bout to get ugly baby

Now who they want? Me, me, me, me, me, me, King
That's what I give em', the changin' click, Chamillitary man!
Now who they hate, Dike, Dike, Dike, Dike, Dike, Dike,
I'm gon' get em' real niggaz, ain't jammin', no
Dike Jones, Dike Jones, Jones

Yeah, I handle heat like a man, you want beef I'll unpack it for ya
Mike Jones, is a wack but he isn't a bad promoter
You don't problems my nigga, my stats is way past a quota
'Cuz I'm gettin' Flippa says in the initial that's after Clova, G's

Nigga please, them commercials ain't right
Texas niggaz be pourin' purple, we and remixed that Sprite
Okay Koopa stick to this Dike, you if he wanna fight
But this ain't no Flip beverage he won't have a lucky night

He lucky if he have a life, sayin' Cham' ain't get a deal
Ain't no you's a vagina, it's time for some Vagisil
Want then crank it up, ain't no static or banner here
I crush that lil' man career, like a Budweiser can of

'Bout to dig up a deep hole, so ya album can rest and
You can put all ya lyrics in it the gimmicks can in peace
I ya CD, you was sayin' how you the best in the streets
So I had to go get my quarterback niggaz who step in them cleets

Hut 1, Hut 2, now you in trouble fool
And my brother don't you now, you got trouble in doubles dude
And you won't get to juice, no opening for ya food
'Cuz the way to shut you up, is a muzzle to muzzle you

Watch the punish who? Nah, I don't have to ask ya
You said it, now you gon' get it, and I ain't gon' a hassle
You the King, I should know I'm the nigga that built the castle
I pull my and slap you, turn you 'to a dizzy rascal

That hip-hop, I swear that garbage gon' get stopped
I'ma kill the tick-tock you got in your wrist-watch
He said I fell off, and Koopa could get hot
Can't pull my dick out, he got my dick in a lip-lock

Man, I'm sayin' though get off my genitalia
Get off my nuts, I'm bettin' ya, no you ain't no
Mo' money and mo' sales, etcetera etcetera
So I'ma delete you, and put Magno back there of ya

Now who they want? Me, me, me, me, me, me, Koopa
what I give em',
Now who hate, Dike, Dike, Dike, Dike, Dike, Dike, Dike
Then I'm gon' get em' real ain't jammin', no
Jones, Who?, Dike Jones, Jones