I'm on fire, Shorty so raw
I just may be Columbian so I'm higher
Washed up niggaz, I will tumble ya, double-dry ya
I gargle gumbo and spit jumbalya
I'm fresh up out the kitchen with that Richard Pryor
Yeah I keep your stomach rumble quiet
Holla, Prior to me getting money, I was gettin money
See, everytime I hit the pen, I bungee like a spungee
I ain't playin like Tony Dungy
Sayin all ya'll is lunchmeat to the hungry
Better watch your pot roast when I'm on me, I'm nothing nice
like something running through ya crew blazing pistols with a fucking knife
I'm fresh to death,but I need a fucking life
She say her man wrong, so she suck me right
I'm like fucking right, I got my two-shooter, that mean I'm fucking twice,and if ya not fly then im gone by the end of the night
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