I did the whole yard in f**ing 15 minutes
I will k** you (no I will k** you first)
No if you k** me, I will come back and I k** you
(You will never get me, I will run and I will hide
And you'll never find me, and I'll send somebody to k** you)
Ha-ha-ha, what's up 'Lero uh (Shreveport)
Check me out man, uh
I'm in the candy Benz, fancy lens
f**ing with this motherf**ing, bad a** b*atch
With fat a** tits, a big ol' a**
I come from the head, cause I think so fast
I'm the one, and not the two
Smoke pep lepue, make revenue
Old Western you', send me cash
I'm ake my do', and I paid the task
I paid Uncle Sam, I paid my band
I bought everybody, that Chimey Chan
I'm ean chicken wing, rice and gravy
I'ma throw a chicken wing, at my lady
Cause she pissed me off, with all that hate
Now she in the closet, duct taped
What's crackulating, what's obvilating
I'ma do boys, like Walter Payton
I'm the boss, while boys getting f**ed off
I'm a high power, people mayn playing golf
Trying to put, but still I'm thugging
My golf club set, cost forty-five hundred
Love it leave it, lose it I'ma keep it
I'm ade it in this rap game, cause I cheated
I told my genie, make my albums sell
She said you already used, your three wishes in jail
Remember your first wish, behind the bars
You wished that you could f**, the security
Well I hypnotized her, ad let you f** her
You ate that b**h, like she was supper
Then your second wish, was to f** her again
Then your third wish, was to get out the Penn
Now this makes four, but f** it I'll do it
I'ma even have you, on Stevenson Pruit
So even though you sound like sh**, and can't rap
You gon be the biggest f**ing rapper, on the map
You mean all that stupid sh**, that I write
People gon actually, think it's tight
That's right, plus you'll be the CEO
But stop wasting money, on Miss Cleo
Okay, I'ma call Jose
And tell him call the stations, that never gave us no play
And see what they say, maybe it'll work
And if it don't f** it, I'll make my gun squirt
Y'all should join me, my skin is oily
Y'all don't want no beef, probably soy bean
No sir knowing, I flipped a coin
I saw her tits, and my dick went boing
At the car show, it's the third annual
I'm chilling with my boy, who Jack Daniels
I'm mixed, with a splash of coke
My girl mad, cause I bust a nut in one stroke
I'm a loc'd gangsta, shoot em up k**a
There's something about Mary, like Ben Stiller
I'm a thriller chiller, like to fight in Menilla
I shot the tooth fairy, trying to reach under my pilla
I'm sorry, I didn't know it was you
She was putting ten dollas, for my daughter's tooth
I picked her up, and took her to the hospital
She flew out my car, I said this is impossible
I got out and said, you should go to the doctor
You lost a lot of blood, dumb b**h I just shot ya
She flew past a tree, looked at me
And said y'all won't be getting a nickel, for none of y'all teeth
Ah that ain't right, let's make a truse
My lil boy Los, got two teeth loose
And he needs the money, for a remote control car
I spent all my cash, at the bu*t naked bar
So I really need you, to come through with that change
I'm sorry bout the dress, and all the blood stains
Oh please, I'm on my knees
I'm teaching my son, his ABCeeees
I'm just a damn fool, I fight my pitbull
He k**ed a dog, that belonged to Moham Mitchell
But he lost his last fight, and lost his eyesight
And now my dog's blind, I hope you don't mind
I know I'm dead wrong, come from the head strong
I hit my red bong, this song is so long
I'm talking nonsense, on freestyle projects
So check what's on next, I love you God bless
Ha-ha, yo yo yo
(I will k** you) I will k** you
(No I will k** you first) no I will k** you second
(You will never find me, I will k** you) No, no, no
If you k** me, then I will come back to k** you
(No you could never come back from the dead, I k** you)