Yeah
Bach
Uh
It's fuckin', what?
Shut the fuck up
Go ahead
Do bad thing in stair case, Malik Yoba give chase (Uh-huh)
Surgery to look extra Roman in the face (Why?)
I should be in a toga, you know that bald eagles fly solo (True)
Back in the day, rock Hideo Nomos (True)
Friday night Baklava at the seaport (Uh)
Please, Lord, don't put your fucking hand near the cheese board (Don't)
Driving with my knee in the Porsche (Uh), weavin' the law (Uh)
Shit, my face tingle from the C4 (Uh)
Finish quick, she spit my seeds on the floor, a tree grew (Uh)
Then she continued seasoning the sea food
I got more karate moves than Steven Seagal (That's a lot)
Yeah, baby, you know how we do (Yeah, baby, you know how we do)
You know how we do
Yeah (Uh)
Yeah (Yeah, yeah)
I let the thing pop with the Ring Pop on my finger (Pop), '69 Stinger (Uh)
Me and you are not friends, David Schwimmer (No)
Leave you laying in a lazy river (Uh)
I just copped me the Mercedes liver (Uh)
They say Baklava starting to resemble Ronnie Coleman (True)
Shit could pop at any moment (True)
Hilfiger rugby on hopping out the lotus (Uh)
Bitch it's time to Rock 'n' Rolla (Rock 'n' Rolla, Rock 'n' Rolla, uh)
You need a fuckin' doctor to operate on your shoulder (Uh)
After I put a submission lock on your shoulder (Uh)
Baklava Akebono (It's me), PlayStation 1, just only one controller
I turn this shit into real life Tekken 3 (Uh), make me feel like I'm seventeen (Uh)
Consecutively land seven knees (Shh, the fuck?), I swam all seven seas (Uh)
Still make the chicken with the 4C (Uh), used to live in 4J (Uh)
Tucked in a wave catching shade on the shore break (Uh)
My horoscope said to get more cake (More cake)
That's it, bitch
(More cake)
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