Ca**idy - Jumpin In My Bag lyrics

You Can't judge a book by its cover you gotta read it man/ But as far as Narcotics I got if you need it man/ I got that piff if you need a gram/ It's light green but it got orange hairs like peter pan/ I'm hot headed but I ain't got a fever man/ I'm (Amber-Dex-Trious) I can sqeeze it with either hand/ And...My flow tight like and my main squeeze/ You tryna chase cake but yall running the same speed/ I paid cheese for my watch and my chain please/ If you kissed my ring you will probaly get a brain freeze/ Haha..Sometimes I smoke til I can't breathe/ But yall stems&seeds/ We don't smoke the same weed/ I what the game need. I rap real mystically/ IF SOMEONE OUT THEA SICK AZ ME/THATS A MYSTERY!/ I celebrate Christmas because of the (E-piff-any) But Santa Clause & Rudolph don't exist to me/ I seen somethings that you will never get to see/ Thats why I can't let these b**h n***as get 2me/ I twist the tree & stay smoking/ To keep focus/ I stay with toasters/ You only k** when you spray roaches/ Where the burner hater?/ You a exterminator/ So of course ya fans/ Should call you the Orkin Man/ Actin like a k**er made you a fortune man/ But tha only beef you had you can stick a fork in man/ Ya motha shoulda had and abortion man/ Just because you takin up space/ You a f**ing fake/ You tha type of n*iggah go to jail and get f*cking r*ped/ Im a f*cking Ape you a rat..Stay in ya f*cking place/ B4 I empty out the f*cking H/ They gunna need dental records when the heckler hit ya f*cking face/ And I ain't tryna catch another case/ But i'll squeeze if it's drama dawg/ THATS WORD TO MY MOMMA DAWG!/(I MEAN IT B*TCH...GRRRRRRRR) Yo the pump will make you jump like sum kinda frog/ Cause you a b*tch.WHat you a Poodle Dawg!/ You Motha say my D*ck reminder her of some kinda log/ Im kinda large and I dunn f**'d all kinda brods/ Ya Moms say Im very attractive/ And when I come in they face they say it very proactive/