[Intro]
Haha, yah
Aha, yea
Still get to the bands boy
What? What?

[Verse]
Ahah, ahah aye
I'm fuckin' that bitch haha
I'm fuckin' her real good, ahah
And she suckin' on my balls, ahah
And I still got that cheese, haha
Pull up with the stick, yea haha
And I got the drum on the stick too boy aha
Y'all ain't pulling up to my fuckin' block haha
I mean, I got those Obama runts
You ain't even got no Obama runts
Smokin' Obama runts
Aye now I'm high as shit
Smokin' on a xan
Now I feel like peter pan
Bitch I'm the man
Run up to yo bitch with the sit in the shit yah
Run up aye, pullin' up wit the fuckin' shit bitch
Pack, back, attack, crack, slack, back, bat
Black Cadillac, bees knees, steeze
Sleeze, deez nuts, butts, guts, butts, butts
Obama runts, blunts, bunts
No baseball but I got bunts
Balls, calls, I'm makin' calls
Calls, smalls, Biggie smalls, Biggie
I was goin' in on that last part