[Verse:]
Mr. Big Bank Boto, I need all my chilli sweetheart
The stink manner, the head bopper
The spring cleaning
Plain's no sin thing Shirley
Everything is regular on my end
Chilli, Bow Wow, Mr. Pops on my night sheet
Of all these drinks, I know I got a problem
Man working my a** off, I mean this
We make this sh** fashionable
Walking among Christians
Cause Jesus died for ‘em
sh**, you know us, the homewreckers
The whip crashers, just regulars
We do anything, anything, anything
For the uchies, for the uchies