Boy get your lazy ass up
So you can go to store and get some flower
And some vegetable oil so I can fry some god damn

Chicken (uh-huh)
And don't forget to get the cards so I can whoop y'all
Ass in some spades
(Tell 'em girl) And if they ain't got it at that store
Get it at the 99 cent store  nigga

Yo  yo  yo  we on the steps with a six pack of Beck's
Four dutches  Osh Kosh jumpers  '86 viles  mustard  yeah
A summer night  light drizzle type
Waitin' for the Mike fight to come on  son  'pose to been on
I keep runnin' to the bathroom  shittin'  where the tissue at

I'm blowin' up Keisha bathroom  everybody bitchin' (god damn  nigga)
Ghost need his colon clensed
Countin' up g-stacks  eatin' Ken' Fried Chicken
Who wanna play spades  Word to rap  I'm givin' y'all a whippin'
Guzzled a couple  now  I'm seein' double
Rubbin' my girl leg  lookin' at Barbara  her sister got a nice bubble
I used to f**k her while she was seated by Bags from Brooklyn
He drove a Jag'  she cut me off when she turned Muslim
I need some pussy though  that kind that be gushy though

That warm platinum pussy  with a dynamic pussy hole
I gotta f**k something  if not  I'mma f**k my girl
That's what's up  f**k the fight  yo  baby  let's peel