yo cuz the rule was to step up ta the bar// youra lil to short a few inch maybe a yard//
But i feel what yeah sayin youngin
but you just aint hard// you an ant compared to me you drive match box cars
yo messin wit the GQ to hot you fuc wit fools// so if you wanna be like me heres a list a shit you should do//
you kinda in a hard place i can see you really confused
so im a lace it real slow // let you in on the secret you all weak and no show// since nobody was gonna tell you i thought i'd let you know
I can tell you really scared thats why you sta sta studering//
you can call me a fag but you still couldnt fuck wit me
Just face it you weak nigga lace the place or and stay// you to close t the go spary ya face wit mace
I see you bobing ya head ta my salsy savery shit//that i kick//
cause you still aint amun if you aint catchin my drift// you just sick//
Fat Chicks are nice they need love to// they get real attach ta chicken nigga like you
Ruh paul needs hes thong back// well sisco wants his from you
(Imitating sisco)
he be like nigga you so sacndalist// wit a booty like that i cant handle it// dude wit the thong on// handing it //shake his shit/ he a fag wit it
(normal)
nigga you gay //all im gone say //
take that homo shit that away
you thinkin bout me in a thong nuff said//
that dreamin shit cant get a fag into bed unreasonal doubt// yo messin wit the god of this shit