[Verse 1: Real Rudeboy]
Hey what up n***a's ill spit something for you
Aight yous a n***a with a b**h full of vanilla cream
Wait I'm a stick to the theme
So last night I had your girl up in my dream
An f**ed her wait no I didn't just f** her I flaming cooked her
That's my fantasea now let's reload it, haha
Imagine my stomachs ab-tastic
Girls go crazy, say its fantastic never say no
But I gotta pick the write one, not an average joe
Hey, that's Rudeboy yeah with the magic flow
Mr. dynamo, bright purple glow
Paint a picture call me vizzy van go
Oh, be my n***a not my negro
That's a superhero turned up from zero
I burn a motherf**er down like programe Nero
But I spit that yoga fire flame, dragon fly PS2 that's me call me Spiro, rawr
Oh yeah girl yeah you know me
You wanna touch me, that's Reecey baby
Lie on the bed feet to the ceiling
I'm a take the p**y on a ride to a convention
Haha, that's my fantasea man, what's yours?
I can't hear you