[Verse 1: Michael Christmas]
(Lady Parts in this bitch)
Uh
Toss the ball, Imma jump
(?) the glide '81
Hercules, Hercules, I been out in Hades brah
I been getting money like a child star's baby huh
All I do is smile and these companies pay me
But I'm uglier than a mother fucker
(?) the rap man
Smoking on Pakistan, trying to buy half a gram
I don't give half a damn, pan the damn camera
Blueberry (?) juice flowing down my chin
Smoking on on that burning pack (?)
No dogs grin, mom breakdances
Church, don't let them tell you we on Earth, this is hell
Got to have fun before it hurts
Prefuse, I refuse to be proper (fuck 'em)
Sweet chair music I'm a showstopper
James Bond boat hopper

[Break]
N***a, ya momma
Your momma n***a
Woo hoo
Hey
Tick tick
Tick tick
Tick n***a

[Verse 2:Michael Christmas]
Bruce Willis, higher than the ventilation (Shh)
Crowd stopper, terrorizer with the uzi (Yippe Kay ay)
And if I gotta take my girl to the movies
Its matinee just so she an grab my nuts smoothly
Spitting Latin raps, what's the aftermath
Marc Anthony, the remix (Suavemente)
Ain't got no cheap tricks
I feel like Wayne on the prefix
No bars like Stop 'n Shop
Talk sick, get paid, throw it out
I'm half black, half Spanish, look Samoan
I get high, breathe fire like Makonnen (red dragon)
My hair fly, I don't even need to comb it
Its big coat, on my Sean Puffy Combs shit
I'm glowed up (?) on the split
Almost broke, blue jeans, looking hard in this pic
I got bars in this bitch
Lady parts in this bitch

[Outro: Michael Christmas]
I don't give a fuck
I don't give a fuck
I don't give a fuck
No, I don't give a fuck
(x4)