[Verse 1: Themba Ntaka]
Pressed luck couldn't transmit back no slack
Kid stop being a boy and be an alloy
This soiree is a lush garden
Pull a veggie up by the roots and park him at the flush
My tush is pinning a lawn chair
Let my beer satiate
And let my lady friends talk sa**y
Therewith I shoot astute comments at a minimal sum, so she never gets to be a rum-dum
Unplugged, at the occurrence I flourish
Rush up and take a stab, the shiv's lying right beside you
Mommy, your enchantment gives me that kaleidoscopic feeling
I got that vaudevillain love for you
[Stinky Chorus]
Outer rapping
Now it's just penny chip used napkin
Besides Pat's green cabrio
Now it's just penny chip used napkin