| My hash got me spinnin' like a hula hoop
|
| Couple noodles lose from the chicken noodle soup, uh
|
| Hangin' out the Porsche with a cape on (Uh)
|
| I’m the type of stallion you wanna put your cake on
|
| What you doin'?
|
| Man, I’m laying by the lake drinkin' napalm
|
| Ready to turn the motherfuckin' to Steak-umm
|
| Carvin' a thousand roses in the Draco (ah hah)
|
| Stupid (ah hah)
|
| Go get me a motherfuckin' bagel, mane
|
| Stupid (ah hah) (get me my motherfucking bagel, man)
|
| As I jump from the Alfa Romeo like I was skydivin' (Yeah)
|
| Talkin' 'bout how I’m out my mind, that’s from th sidelines though (Ho)
|
| I’m out your range, ho (Ho)
|
| Elmr Fudd shotgun shells, fly out the gauge, ho
|
| Disintegrate your facial (Ho)
|
| Motherfuckers owe me some Rolexes (I need 'em)
|
| Motherfuckers owe me some planes (Let me get that)
|
| For letting these suckers live in my lane (Uh uh)
|
| Someone owes me a dinner table (Uh huh)
|
| Just make sure it fits twenty hash pipes, (Uh huh)
|
| You know the vibes, family (Yeah)
|
| I do a tumble out the Hummer and throw a knife right through your eye cavity
|
| I’m recognized as a stand-up guy by five families (Rambo)
|
| That means I’ll take it to the gravel
|
| My alibi for the police is I was naked in Seattle (I was)
|
| Million-dollar calls while I’m shittin'
|
| I close the deal, that’s what I call pimpin' (Pimp)
|
| Shoes on my feet, that’s called Pippen
|
| Pardon me, ha |