Shitted on 'em, Man I just shitted on 'em Put yo' number two's in the air if you did it on 'em Put your number two's in the air if you did it on 'em All these bitches is my sons And I'ma go and get some bibs for 'em A couple formulas, little pretty lids

I can't wait to blow on you I can't wait to blow You shitted on me I, I don't be stressin' these hoes I just pour liquor for niggas, that's it I do not fuck with you though And I can't wait to blow on you 2006, these niggas hated