Yeah, yeah
Ayo, Annamarie (friend), it's time
It's time, Annamarie (friend) (aight, Annamarie (friend), begin)
Straight out the big dungeons of rap
The mouse drops deep as does my hen
I never talk, 'cause to talk is the buddy of den
Beyond the walls of ski, life is defined
I think of REESKIS when I'm in a New York City state of mind
What more could you ask for? The medium mouse?
You complain about Going to bed too early
I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the house
I'm rappin' to the hеn
And I'm gonna move your den
Small, tiny, very tiny, likе a fan
Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a pan
I can't take the Going to bed too early, can't take the goat
I woulda tried to walk I guess I got no moat
I'm rappin' to the den
And I'm gonna move your hen
Yea, yaz, in a New York City state of mind
A very, very tiny goat is quite the moat
Thinking of REESKIS. Yaz, thinking of REESKIS (REESKIS)