, that believeing in fine doesn't make you money. wanna do something fine, people think it's funny. sick of everything, what you waitin' on? go on. go on
even call my girlfriend "Man," 'cause I'm hip Every Saturday night With my suit buttoned tight and my suedes on I'm gettin' my kicks Diggin' arty French flicks with my shades on
go to the phones and see who's gonna win tonight's countdown Hello, (Hello) ha ha ha, who is this, (Shaunita Laquan) What's goin' on girl, (Nothin' much what's goin' on
I come from Pass that bubble thrax and put this bean on your tongue Now everything was gravy 'til your bitch came in 'Bout the same time that that thang kicked
what u reckon I want more doe than David Beckham my boys blaze zoots and beers we neck em off So you can suck out cuz I spit bars on the mike then
it coming Someone better get this bitch before she gets kicked in the stomach And she's pregnant, but she's egging me on, begging me to throw her Off the steps on
when I smile Lay 'em on down, like they lived underground For the sound that me and Timbaland, we found Get your ass kicked later or get your ass kicked
will have big muscles - I'll lay on the beach Next time I'll paint pictures Like a real van gogh Wear little black hats - hang my cigarettes so low Sit in french cafes Drinking french
brain is hurtin' Listen up, Bust-up, straight gon' hit 'em then I get 'em Rip on 'em, shit on 'em, hit on 'em, then I will sit on 'em Open up your mouth
saw a French mermaid Treated her to caviar and wine over shrimp brain In the raw, on the ocean floor, need I say more? You never heard nobody kick it
hittin up my phone keep screamin out french you still off? we gotta go, we gotta go, we gotta go we gotta go, we gotta go, we gotta go we gotta go,
I ain't gettin' proper respect I don't care if you rap, I still spit in your grill I don't give a fuck, never have, never will If it ain't on your hip
Some fear de automatic Check it out Some fear de automatic, yes de automatic Disrespect, from MC's, me nah go have it De automatic, get de automatic
to shoot a free throw, BLAOWW From the git go, no, get go, my flow hits low Wherever all the dope shit go, there's where my shit go Bee-dee-bee-bo,
you know what you can doYou can be a couple of pleasersAnd take some tweazersAnd bust every hair on my nutsackPaste em to your backThen jump on the E-
? Better duck bitch Before your dome get hit This shit is Twiztid deeper than that Old French braid Stickier than jam and jelly phased, kick it Everybody
