Call the dog pound, cause this b**h bad Bobby Bone in De'niro, a Versace bag Kimmy got 'em sweating like they Trinidad Time piece. Wavy rocks. Blonde hair, call it Baywatch I pull up to the party in a bright red Ferrari And I shut the block down like i just caught a body Bang Bang Foreign engineer. '020 body style, it ain't even here 12's in the trunk, Bruce Lee kick in the rear Smoking out the inside like fog in the mirror Everybody stare like they looking at a leprechaun Chromed out shoes, these the type you ain't steppin' on I don't want to hear, tell your problems to a priest I don't f** with him 'less he a beast, capisce? B.I.G. rest in peace. Brooklyn