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You don't even know, nah what the business is,
I got yo' momma fidgety like investing in derivatives.
I post in the kitchen with a knife and a chicken
and I cook it with some bacon in it's ass.
That don't mean nothin', I wanna be too big to fail
Met a humpbacked Ahab too big to whale,
Yeah I'm all crazy yo, live on your stereo
Takin' five shots with two blonds in Ontario Mils,
like my vodka chilled, but stay sober
Kick the DJ out the booth and take the whole stage over,
Oh that's your girl? Yeah I might know her.
I used to clothesline her older brothers while we played Red Rover
My mind is Aesopy, fables not Rock,
Naked I dance on the tables non stop.
They say Hip Hop was crazed, I say Nazis were
I say war is sad, I say Bieber's rad.
I say, oh shit I'm 'bout to be a dad,
Walk to battles with my gown on, my BA Swag,
is your wife straight bitchin? Do you see a rag?
She's a liar, it's one week before she gets those cramps.
Nigga I know what I'm talkin 'bout
that's why I walkin' 'round
My breasts sweaty ask LIl Boosie to wipe me down.
Top off kn'amean I'm a monster,
push the gas aim a rifle and then shoot some impala.