You think you’re cute, that your stuff don’t stink
Jammin’ man to the rhythm of the beat,
“Raw,” Polly want a cracker “raw,” you a mink
On your diet, fresh meat, no your bread, wheat.
Crumpin’ Jumpin’ the beat is Bumpin’
Lebanese, dirty knees, tens across the board.
Bloody good work stunna, that rumps a rumpin’
“Rah” “Rah” Raging seas, insane, cut the rip cord.
I’m a wolf, where’s little red riding hood?
I’m a boss, get my money pronto
Where’s my daddy at, getting cash, could?
I get it crackin’ like a bad back, Alonzo.
Haters hatin’ hard, lettem hate,
Throw them overboard, like bait.
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