I never boned a honey that I didn't like, I never saw a mile that I couldn't hike. I never had a spliff to make me choke, I never had a pocket that was broke.
I drink twenty forties, smoke forty blunts, Say a hundred rhymes, and not sound like you once.
'You claim to be the man, you want me for a lover, So you can do my girlfriends and my sister and my mother?' I said, 'You're very blunt,' with quickness to the cue, 'So whassup with your mother, does she look as good as you?'
I said, 'Hey', she said, 'Hi.' I said, 'Us', she said, 'Try,' 'And if you're thinkin strictly boots, then I'll say baby, bye bye.'
Move over just a bit to the right of me, For I cannot see Where the booty is.
Brothers think I'm dissing, but I'm really on the dicks Look into my album, kid, you'll see all the flicks
