Its that real sh** n***a aint no beutty supplies/
hey he just skeeted on my eye i skeeted on'em
i skeeted on'em
i skeeted on'em
put your baby whipes in the air if you skeeted on'em
i skeeted on'em
i skeeted on'em
i skeeted on'em
put your baby whipes in the air if you skeeted on'em all these n***as is my sons/
im bout to go & find my dub a 2's for'em/
bouta cop some sour and boo's for'em/
im bouta cop some COOPS get some shoes for'em/ its only right we jumped on the remix/
smoking on arab and i aint tlkn phenix/
the best b**hes must be/
disgust me/
mad lame in this chain rusty/ and i dnt spend no chips on'em/
i might do the R-KELLY piss on'em/
let me shake it off/
heres the baby whipes once i break you off/ (you dint even tell me, i wasnt ready, its all over my hair and my skin, i hate you) i skeeted on'em
i skeeted on'em
i skeeted on'em
put your baby whipes in the air if you skeeted on'em i can make you speak french
he wnet down town havent seen the n***a ever since
you aint a playa if i played ya