(You wanna do something fun?)
Ridin' in that when the bus go
Na-na-na-na, and when we fuck, go
Wa-wa-wa-wa, woah, wa-wa-wa-wa
Woah, wa-wa-wa-wa, what? Wa-wa-wa, yeah
Thumbin' bands up, damn (Uh-huh)
Hoppin' out the Lamb' truck, need to pull my pants up, man
And she on the daily grind, 'cause she a Cancer, man
I just chucked a couple bands at a dancer, yeah
Threw a couple thousand pennies in a well
If I go down, still wish you well
Turn your frown back upside down
Don't post our pic, don't kiss and tell (Bitch)
I'm on the run like Foxy Brown (Yeah)
Go check the glove box, if we got rounds (Huh)
Pull up to New York, put the grabba in the loud (Yeah)
And it's a brawler in the motherfuckin' town
Was at Benihana before I even had a dollar
On the phone with my momma, she said, "Don't have no daughter" (Uh)
Talkin' to my dad, he said, "Don't start no problems"
But it was after you went and caused all the drama
Never been to the gym, but I'm gettin' stronger
She like my lil' fuckin' grin, all she know I'm gettin' drunk (Ah)
I just popped two pills, huh, hope it don't fuck me over
I was tryna feel in the Hills 'cause I'm gettin' older
What is real? Uh, where the seal?
And my brother strapped up like a Navy Seal
And we gon' trail, we gon' peel
We gon'
Ridin' in that when the bus go
Na-na-na-na, and when we fuck, go
Wa-wa-wa-wa, woah, wa-wa-wa-wa
Woah, wa-wa-wa-wa, what? Wa-wa-wa, yeah
Thumbin' bands up, damn (Uh-huh)
Hoppin' out the Lamb' truck, need to pull my pants up, man
And she on the daily grind, 'cause she a Cancer, man
I just chucked a couple bands at a dancer, yeah
Threw a couple thousand pennies in a well
If I go down, still wish you well
Turn your frown back upside down
Don't post our pic, don't kiss and tell
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