Girl mi haffi tell you, say your body good Mi haffi tell you, say your body good You do some thing, me never know you could Ah mi baby dat, mm hmm She touch a weak spot What a bloodclaat, pum pum fat The world know she hot She balance pon the big fat

Lately, I've been hangin' by myself Fuck 'em all, don't need nobody else (fuck 'em, my dude) Fuck 'em all, mane, throw 'em in the gutter, mane I never trust 'em anyway, I killed their brother, mane (rassclaat) The plug, he keep on bringin' in the mouth

And now a message from Hannibal Buress Blaa, uh, sorry, sorry Aye, mane, I'm fucking with this shit. It's good to listen to a professional rapper for once, but Lil Dicky is a horrible rap name. That's some weird shit; you got grown men having to call you

We know the way Tatou o tagata folau e vala’auina E le atua o le sami tele e o mai Ia ava’e le lu’itau e lelei Te manulele e tataki e

We know the way Tatou o tagata folau e vala’auina E le atua o le sami tele e o mai Ia ava’e le lu’itau e lelei Te manulele e tataki e

Pork on the fork, widen the pot By any means if you like it or not Malcom X, by any means Many fourteen stuffed in my denim jeans As-Salamu Alaykum Wa alaikum as salaam Whatever your religion, kiss the ring on the Don Real nigga, street certified, hit

It's like counting up to three (One, two, three) Sing a simple melody (Do re mi, ABC) That's how easy love can be! One, two, three Or simple as A buh-buh buh buh-buh

I got my corner on lockdown About to hold this whole block down Ludacris tell um how the South sound UUH BUDDAH-LAA AH, UH UH UH BUDDAH-LAA UHH BUDDAH-LAA AH uh oh uh oh uh oh Do that funky shit oh Do that funky shit uh Disturbin The Peace, Def Jam South

La, la, la, la La, la, laa (huh) This that him that's talking shit La, laa, la, laa Oh my god, Ronny Like a Quarter Pounder, I found her She with a boy think it's Ned Flanders She said that, really nice

Ready or not, here I come, you can't hide Gonna find you and take it slowly Gonna find you and make you want me Now that I escape, sleepwalker awake Those who could relate know the world ain't cake Jail bars ain't golden gates Those who fake, they break