It's a mystery to me The game commences For the usual fee Plus expenses Confidential information It's in a diary This is my investigation It's not a public inquiry I go checking out the report

What a peculiar state, we're in Let's play a game But we'll find other pieces to the puzzles Slippin' out under the locks I could show you how many moves to checkmate right now We could take apart this life we're building And pack it up inside a box All

What a shame when a thang blast at ya 'Cause you're lame you're a dame slash actor These dudes are ho's from screws to toes They choose to go bass ackwards Mange Strusic! Bang bou yitch! Follow me now see, check it out I say: this song is dedicated to

I'd like to walk you through a field of wildflowers And I'd like to check you for ticks 'Cause I'd like to see you out in the moonlight I'd like to kiss you way back in the sticks Every time you take a sip In this smoky atmosphere You press that bottle

Check it out I can't believe it, it's so amazing. I can't believe it, this beat is banging. I can't believe it, I can't believe it. (Hey) Check it out This club is heating, this party's blazing. (Yeah yeah, I'm feeling it now) Stepped in the party like

I'd like to walk you through a field of wildflowers And I'd like to check you for ticks 'Cause I'd like to see you out in the moonlight I'd like to kiss you way back in the sticks Every time you take a sip In this smoky atmosphere You press that bottle

I'd like to walk you through a field of wildflowers And I'd like to check you for ticks 'Cause I'd like to see you out in the moonlight I'd like to kiss you way back in the sticks Every time you take a sip In this smoky atmosphere You press that bottle

When your wrist like this, you don't check the forecast Made a brick through a brick, I ain't whip up shit From the streets, but I got a little sense But I had to go coupe, no brain, coupe no brain I ain't worried 'bout you, I'ma do what I do And I do my

Who why'all talkin to man? Check it out, check it out This here goes out To all the niggaz that be fuckin mad bitches In other niggaz cribs Thinkin shit is sweet Nigga creep up on your ass, hahaha Live niggaz respect it, check it

Bitch niggas (bitch niggas) That's some good-ass weed Check it out Dawg, this game is a motherfuckin' trip man Word on the streets Everybody always tryin' to run up on me Hollerin' about word on the streets is this nigga said this Man I don't give a fuck