As I should be No way, no way No we?re never gonna talk about it No way, no way No we?re never gonna speak again No way, no way No we?re never gonna
As I should be No way, no way No we're never gonna talk about it No way, no way No we're never gonna speak again No way, no way No we're never gonna
Ten pounds too much to the naked eye I don't take the bus because she drives Watermelon lipstick, and way too much She got buttermilk smile and a thorny
your little 'kay by my taggin' You can fit twenty clowns in a Volkswagon And we coming straight to your brick house I'm a huff, and puff, and blow your fuckin' neck loose And
is about me and Simon, not me and y'all I got love for a bunch of real B-Dogs Like K-Dub, Top Cat, B-Reel, E-Rock, Boo-Lay Face And the homie Har'ron
loop for you, go ahead and do your shout-out And then we'll get to the countin' (OK, I'd like to make a shout-out to Boo-Boo and to Marquesha) (And to
just what to do Me and homie want to fuck with you and your girl Teach you about the new world Spit the game like old school perms and curls Get naked and
't take it. And women post pictures on they page ass naked, and we admire that, niggas treat em like they famous, and let another woman come along and
he looked around the room that he never been in Candles all around the bed, sheets quite feminine Buck naked with his kicks on Breakaway jeans, drawers and
let me hit dat(hit dat) I'm Violent J and I'm one to fake I wanna see some folded up skank bitches naked! I pass out when it gets dark and woke up naked
your little 'kay by my tagging' You can fit twenty clowns in a Volkswagen And we coming straight to your brick house I'ma huff and puff and blow your fucking neck loose And
