He's The S#!t

[Verse One] I used to jack off in the night time and write rhymes lumpy Give my cakes off and I take off like a two face bumpy Watchin these bitches on TV that's bigger than Humpty Dumpty I am the shit and only sport outfits that's greener than Gumby And I get the type of attention that Denzel Wa- Shington would if he walked through the sick car wash Bitches jumpin up and pullin out titties, pussy squirting They never thought for the day that they'd ever see me in persons They got me posted with the Chinese dude in the room Looks like the kid from Indiana Jones and The Temple of Doom But he was cool and had shrooms in the basement and taken And I'd be alright if his fingers didn't start lookin like bacon It could'a been good night in the casket and then i was ghost nigga Take a thing for the casa roll, put the blunt on a toast nigga Dice it up with pepper and eggs, scrabble with it Wild out, take a shit on your fortune And then say that Nick Cannon did it [Hook] He don't care about no bitch and he's always on his grind With a fat ass sack, a Cadillac and a big ol' King Kong dick I used to jack off in the night time and write rhymes lumpy Give my cakes off and I take off like a two face bumpy(bad motherfucker) He's the shit [Verse Two] Known for the take off with your face off like Helter Skelter Tramp with the bane, then eat his brain like it's a Hamburger Helper Keep right out the ill punchline and had him with them But I gas faster than Carl Lewis without the faggot in him You think you be the only one bustin You gon see us clear out when niggas sign It's some nuisance next I play circles around niggas and rope you under the table And liquid asses got shit from the clit to the nail I mean dimonds in your pussy piercing, real custom Thinking about pussy and dimond makes me bust one I got a big ol King Kong dick, big and girthy Love when bitches suck on my shit like it's a slurpee I love a bitch whose pussy squirt and get gummy But I more than love a bitch who work and get money And I'm a fiend for the Brainsick nympho Feeding her fried bear and hair Don't be scared for them signals [Hook] [Verse Three] I'm in the room with the O.E bottle and the porno And I'd rather eat porchetta sauced up over digiorno And you say a nigga ain't no saint, bitch bonjourno And I'm sick of this four braids that I'm normally cornrow I call it the advanced playa writing for no scrubs I hit you niggas fucking up and tryin fix it on the dubs Would they say a nigga went mainstream Even if I cut off your bitches arm and fucked her with it til the shits gangrene? I mean I gotta be the god damn man, eating all that spam Hold on a minute while I open this can *opens can and drinks* That's the ticket Shoot you in the stomach for another hole for me to stick my dick in I'm in the kitchen off a bow of Top Ramen I turn a omen to amen And I ain't rich little bitch I'm not common I'm a nigga that'll shoot that thang And put two in your brain Leavin them stains cuz they fuck with the game, Twisted Insane