[Intro: Pulp Fiction]
Jules: What does Marsellus Wallace look like?
Brett: What?
Jules: What country are you from?
Brett: What?
Jules: "What" ain't no country I heard of. Do they speak English in "What?"
Brett: What?
Jules: English motherf**er do you speak it?
Brett: Yes
Jules: Then you know what I'm sayin'?
Brett: Yes
Jules: Describe what Marsellus Wallace looks like!
Brett: What?
Jules: Say "What" again! Say "What" again! I dare ya, I double dare ya motherf**er, say "What" one more goddamn time!
Brett: Well he's... he's... black
Jules: go on!
Brett: ...and he's... he's... bald
Jules: Does he look like a b**h?!
Brett: What?
*Bang*
Jules: Yes ya did Brett. Ya tried ta f** 'im. You ever read the Bible, Brett?
Ayy, [?]
Ayy, [?]
Okay, I don't wanna f** another hoe, 4-5 in your mouth that sh** go blow
Diamonds on my feet, Michael J tip toe
Smokin' on gas, but it ain't cigo
Your b**h anemic everyday, my wrist froze
Ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy
Okay, I don't wanna f** another hoe, 4-5 in your mouth that sh** go blow
Diamonds on my feet, Michael J tip toe
Smokin' on gas, but it ain't cigo
Your b**h anemic everyday, my wrist froze
Your b**h anemic everyday, my wrist froze
Your b**h anemic everyday, my wrist froze
Your b**h anemic everyday, my wrist froze
Ayy, ayy
Ya dig
[Verse 1: KiD TRUNKS & Lil Wop]
I smoke [?], I drove interstate
[?], It's ok
I know you a snake, I spray it in your face
Smokin' gas, I smokin' all that gas, straight to my face
Pour a four in my yellow Fanta drink, [?] space
Ya dig
Outer space, in a UFO in my [?]
My hoes ain't straight, they all gay
They all go both ways
Pop a perc, in a daze, I can't feel my face
Off the drank, [?] crashed on the interstate
That bit' count my cake, my maid
Leave your b**h around, Lil Wop [?] that b**h gettin' slayed
[Verse 1: KiD TRUNKS & Lil Wop]
I smoke all the weed and dope
Got lean, got p**y, got more (I got pneumonia)
Off the top, my wrist stay froze
'Bout time p**y wet no [?]
p**y wet like a motherf**in' [?]
Sippin' lean like just motherf**in' potion
All you motherf**ers soft like lotion
Takin' lessons like a motherf**in' soldier, soldier
But we know you is a poser
Talkin' that sh** get you forty
Bring your a** out here [?]
Ya dig
Ayy
I ain't [?]
Pulled up your block I'm with [?]
Get them choppas out [?]
[?]
Got the draco on the scene
My n***as runnin' for me
My n***as shootin' for free
Your b**h got me face, my dick all down her throat
I beat [?] p**y so [?]
When I'm done with that b**h, I call her friend and she go
[Chorus: KiD TRUNKS]
Okay, I don't wanna f** another hoe, 4-5 in your mouth that sh** go blow
Diamonds on my feet, Michael J tip toe
Smokin' on gas, but it ain't cigo
Your b**h anemic everyday, my wrist froze
Ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy
Okay, I don't wanna f** another hoe, 4-5 in your mouth that sh** go blow
Diamonds on my feet, Michael J tip toe
Smokin' on gas, but it ain't cigo
Your b**h anemic everyday, my wrist froze
[Post-Chorus: KiD TRUNKS]
Your b**h anemic everyday, my wrist froze
Your b**h anemic everyday, my wrist froze
Your b**h anemic everyday, my wrist froze
Ayy, ayy
Ya dig