"Hey, Napoleon. What did you do last summer again?
I told you! I spent it with my uncle in Alaska hunting wolverines!
"Did you shoot any?"
"Yes, like 50 of 'em! They kept trying to attack my cousins, what the heck would you do in a situation like that?"

Verse 1: Gizmo
I knew she wasn't ready for the pipe
She's so greedy and needy,I gotta give her what she like
You know I'm only here for the night
If you wanna see my face again,then you can hit me up on skype
I gotta get back to the studio,my life is like a movie hoe
It doesn't matter who we know,I think I live in Yu-Gi-Oh!
Everybody's tryna play some game with me
These rappers lames and I see
The real ones came with me
This the underground
I'm in the underground
We all be stuntin' now
I been watchin' on my dog,who's come right up from nothing now
These rappers scared as fuck
But shit I would be too
We bout to fuck shit up
That's what we known to do

"What kind of gun did you use?"
"A freakin' 12-gauge, what do you think?"

[Chorus: Gizmo & Prohibeo]
These rappers got a problem with the things we talk about
Quit the whinin' quit the bitchin'
Be a man and walk it out
I don't care about your fame,and I don't care about your clout
And if you hit me up again then I'ma fuckin' knock you out
All these rappers got a problem with the things we talk about
Quit the whinin' quit the bitchin'
Be a man and walk it out
I don't care about your fame,and I don't care about your clout
And if you hit me up again then I'ma fuckin' knock you out

[Verse 2: Prohibeo]
I know you see me in the Napoleon,I'm blowin' now call that dynamite
Don't fuck around lil' bitch,I know you see us glowing like a light
Swisher smokin',fucking up my throat again
Now holding in
This that ride around and smoke a blunt till' you can float again
Bitches talking shit but I can't hear em' this weed got me ...
Check the broad I have,and we smokin' till' we dead
Don't know where I fell out,and my whole squad's sleeping now
Can't even remember how the last fucking week went while
Rollin' up,pronto
Bad bitch,ponyo
Pullin' up,choncho
Smokin' dope,gods glow
Haters be hatin',I don't give a fuck
All you faggots and bitches can lick on my nuts
While I sit my ass down,and just roll up a blunt
Keep doin' what you do, 'till I'm on a fuckin' bus

“Stay home and eat all the freakin' chips, Kip
Napoleon, don't be jealous 'cause I've been chatting online with babes all day.“