[into]
[savage]: alright befor i start the song off, uhh, i just wanna say that
Katt stacks is an evil b**h and i got 3 words for that hoe
[choppa bob] : lick my dick
[savage] : yea thats right lick my dick b**h
[verse 1: savage]
Im not co*ky i just go by what the hoes say
You mad cause you gets no play , no way
All i think about is me so muthaf** a do re
Consider me the sh** like my middle name was doce
Dos, which means number two dont mean to confuse you
Goons tote the choppas watch the bullets chop and screw you
p**y pink panther im a dog but not blues clues
How you screamin swag and you still rockin fubu
a**hole you know im getting cash out my a**hole
Hollister to my ankles call it swag overdose
Swag overload naw but i ain't swagged out
Spittin hot sh** like they call a n***a a** mouth
Money up, like i left my wallet on a elavator
Weed got me lifted, marijuana elavator
Yeah, i go harder than jail beds
Old money dog my pockets is filled with stale bread
Inspired by bill gates , so you know im stacking green
Your an epic fail , your whole life was a tragedy
Pen paper take note , f** it smoke a bagg of weed
b**h i got more bars than a soap factory
Yea my flow disgusting nastier than bloody tampons
Hottest thing to come out since tattoos that stamp on
My pants saggin like the tits of a grandma
b**h smelled like fish so i told her keep her pants on
I know this white girl i think her name was monica
She said she wanna play a song on my hermonica
She went down and never came up for oxygen
She was doing good so you know i was stoppin it
Flyer then the bird on every tag that comes from hollister
Heartdrop, ugly b**hes make my f**ing eyes hurt
Roger that but i say f** roger
b**h im the bomb your bootleg fireworks