Oh, you are wanting to get fowdged up?
You are wanting us to make all the animals to attack?
You are wanting to stare into the face...
Of a criminal ninja?
We are the future presidents of your United States
We change the name of your sister
And do not tell you what it is!
Listen!

You put your face in my face
I kick a rock in it
That's why we're hanging off
With group White Chocolate
You smart off
And say the fruit is not fresh
I don't give a shaith
You still don't pay less
Get attitude, guess what's next
It's a White Chocolate and...

Gröûp X!
White Chocolate 'cause we're strait
No rehearse
Laying down the dope beats
Sweatin' my shirt, it hurts
Gröûp X is next
Killin' all the rest
So don't try to test white chocolate
And Gröûp X

Well if we had a job
We would be the boss
And we'd dip opponients
In the hawt-sauce
Oh...
You want to mess with Gröûp X
Then we rip you to piece
Like a new paycheck
Little kaids don't cry
To get depressed
Gröûp X is better than a 40-foot breast
If you think you're better than us then match thais
Piss on it beish with White Chocolate
And Gröûp X

Yeah!
So now we're gonna let it go
Kick the f**kin' flo
On your truck, you just need to suck your rock
Comin on the mic
But I just might
Put on my miracle bite
That it's tight
You can't step to the best

Don't try to test the dope sound
White Chocolate Gröûp X, yeah
'cause we're the
Motherf**kin masters of the mic
And yeah we're gonna let it sound tight
Like these beats right here:

Every day you are coming into the store
Can I use the batchroom?
Yes allright, use the batchroom
But you did not know thais:
We lock you in the batchroom
And put something in the uh
Air conditioning vent
It is coming at you fast
What is it?
AHHHH!
IT'S A SNAKE!!!

Run from the snake!
Run from the snake!
Run from the snake!
Run from the snake!
Want to get shot by an eight foot tax
Then get charged with a multiple tax
We do thais
And we do it to your face
And we hit your country with atomic blast!

White Chocolate
Gröûp X, Gröûp X, come on
White Chocolate
Gröûp X, Gröûp X, yeah
White Chocolate
Gröûp X, Gröûp X, uhh
White Chocolate
Gröûp X, Gröûp X, come on
White Chocolate
Gröûp X, Gröûp X, yeah
White Chocolate
Gröûp X, Gröûp X, uhh
White Chocolate
Gröûp X, Gröûp X, come on

I dream I never stop to check the scene
I wear my hats of my dream
I'm coming hard, come with me
White Chocolate and Gröûp X
Will beat the phat music that's never clean
So come and try to step to me
The f**king artist that you see

Come on!