' my babysitter I beg yo pardon, I've been pimpin' since Kindygarten She had the nicest boobies and remind me of Dolly Parton My First grade teacher bought my first set of markers My
for me it's like it's slavery To my ladies get it daily shit I'll see you ladies Still dippin' they gotta say but you still gotta pay me My daddy had
other crews recognize Y'all can't fade us When platinum status droppin' heat Man you already know B2K and Chris stokes always equal big doe We in a four point six with four
recognize the importance of family Hand me a joint, good music and room to breathe Those that doubt Com' will soon believe Can't judge the weave, my lady
noose nigga still can't hang Let me tell you who I'm is Lunatic mayne, straight up out the heartland Nine on my right, ten more karats on my other hand
chips A half gallon of milk, some juice, and a box of grits? Nah but I might walk up in Kroger, head straight for the DVD's Stuff 'bout four of 'em in my
momma's mouth (Aahhh!) All of your homies are down wit' my clique Why you always gotta be bitin' my shit And you don't know one bitch on my dick But yours
Park, Eastpointe, Swats, and Decatur A fellas ain't y'all sick of these hoes paging and stressing you out Right now we looking for all the ladies that
Laying on your kitchen floor Other words I'm off the meat rack, bring the beat back Bring me two extension chords I'mma measure my dick, shit, I need 6 inches more Fuck, my
left on my death bed Screaming F that yeah super ill Baby what the deal We can chill, split half a pill and a happy meal Fuck a stank slut I cut my
Eminem and Mike Drivin' down Van Dyke Get my dick sucked late at night by a fuckin' transvestite Still on probation for stranglin' my boy Jason Should be takin' my
stoppin' my ladies from club hoppin' gets my rock on From flavors still frozen at Paradise joint Booty shakin' with the glass in my left one Right hand
ll call my folks he be at the door Connecting four, marine batteries on the side of my trunk To go with them other four batteries that piling the pumps
so much swag, I stick out like a shark's fin You swimmin' in my water, I'm 'bout to let them sharks in Real niggas in my circle, and I don't let no marks
the ghettos this stuff you have to find A beer will relax my mind but I still pack my nine 'Cause I'm aware of all evil and devilishment Because I'm
I'm with my doggs and Them dum-dum moves gonna prove to be costly [John Doe] My doggs be, always with me like I'm Rabbit Hut And four-deep in a
veteran, the mac-11 the pump You could name whoever you want Wayne... Yay... Jay Hahaha, I'm just playin wit 'em... I keep the {"four-five"} on my hip
automatic in the backyard to having the whole machine behind me I take my Australian bitches and show some other thangs She know my stroke is deadly so