Intro

Son of Sam! Can he do what he do? Can he do what he do? Feel of the way that I’m holdin my rappin apparatus If I was absent would they be mad at us It’s like a natural attraction, the back of the boner package Look at they ass, it’s throwin ads at us My raps strips the innocence of millions I might usually say the sick skin that they showin They either in on my fishin Do backflips my energy whip me to the genital Intimate genitals I know I make it when I give it to him I get some suckers evaporate Simple made a sodomize, like cauterize I gotta like her Okay! She do somethin' to my music they hold er She didn’t kind of need me, needed me to have em terrorizing She got you wanting the villain I’ve been in on my benim and then get her A gentleman at dinner what Nd then reprise She look like the wantin the fill of the pen in her I said it’s in or I’m in and starting to blend her My tenderloin bigger Artillery, they consider me the father, the Ben Stiller Get on it, get upiddy hop got it I bust some niggas, get the blammers choppers automatic Woke up with a feeling, go Bentley and my shot so appealing If they were 80 I’d give em up and giddy up, look like it Depends on the Kalikoholics So we get the bitches have a frolick and can do nothing about it They get the listen to get up all their kissin and lick up on us But never shinin cause I wanna Love you I know you do... And now, the greatest love song ever