you ain't gotta make time with your (*##$
you know you already $#&@ed up
letting me in the mutha$#&@in game is like

letting me drunk drive a truck
when yela arrived in this club, already had 5 in my cup
then i took another hit and i run into a (*##$

that's looking like she's in stuff
baby, what's wrong with you now?
what, you ain't happy with red bottoms?

you mad cause i'm in vip with a $#&@in jack bottle?
tom, dick and harry, i got up in this (*##$
but i can't talk cause that (*##$ is so very

thick and scary! that's why it's so dick to compare me
$#&@ my critics with a spiked dick
ridiculous %#@!, really. they probably think i'm limp bizkit

this (*##$ jenny, when i ? a redneck
i'm a hit? tell me: go ahead, yeah!
what's it matter to me? cause after me they're mostly wannabes

and ain't never gonnabes
yeah in this forest i'm a lonely tree
my legs are covered in tattoos - they run deep


i'm 2 bottle charlie, 2 (*##$es waiting
two 10's: that's a "win-win situation"..

happy birthday, a fitted, brand new
drinks on me! for me: not you


up in the club, don't give a $#&@

never know what i said in that first verse

i mean like damn, i just killed it
what the $#&@ am i supposed to do with this cow?
i dunn already milked it..

smoke another cigarette on the field
?
broke me down so many times before, but with rapping i built it

one brick, two brick, three brick, four
underneath the steps of my single white door
raised by them dope boys, so i know how them thangs look

thanks for the recipe: rest in peace, wayne bush
i don't cook my %#@!, i don't break it down for you mutha$#&@as
out there rolling around ?