I baseball bat a bastard, I'm bad news I'm crazy and clever, cut those of crews Death on the phono, my skills are Polo You say "Oh no" you bitch ass homo
', doin' the Humpty Hump Do the Humpty Hump, do the Humpty Hump Oh, yeah, that's the break, y'all Let me hear a little bit of that bass groove right here Oh
I'm gonna do my dance. {Chorus} Breakdown: Oh, yeah, that's the break, y'all Let me hear a little bit of that bass groove right here Oh, yeah!
doin', doin' the Humpty Hump Do the Humpty Hump, do the Humpty Hump Oh, yeah, that's the break, y'all Let me hear a little bit of that bass groove right here Oh
the punani But you just wanna rock me, ah eh eh, ah eh eh You see I'm tryin' to get the punani But you just wanna rock me, oh, check it So get your
said you (Girl, give it all to me) You (The only one that?s real) You (The only one I feel) Oh, you (The only one I wanna chill) Oh, you (Girl, give
flopped who copped the blue drop Who jewels got robbed who's mostly Goldie down To the tube sock, the same ol' pimp Mase, you know ain't nuttin' change but my limp
who copped the blue drop Who jewels got robbed who's mostly Goldie down To the tube sock, the same ol pimp Mase, you know ain't nuttin change but my limp
a?? we grindin House-landin homes a?? we ballin Used to the game a?? we payed 'em Hits for y'all the sing a?? we bring 'em Oh my, look what we got Three
three and a half foot pimp With a blue zoo suit and a mack daddy limp Yo, I gotta grip on my weapon 'Cuz this midget motherfucker and his boys are stepping "Oh
box and I'm lookin at em wiggle and jiggle tickle my pickle ya might be a dime but I'm a give you a nickle thats five limp inches if ya wanna see tha
so perfect Gettin' by so perfect Last year I was mackin' We climbed but you grabbed too DJ play the slow jams Sippin' don, never bro-ham Oh damn, smokin
Chop it up, with do or die Do you wanna riiide? In the backseat, of a caddy Chop it up, with do or die Verse one: belo Seven double oh p.m.
we smokin' on Henny, still Po Pimpin' Do you wanna ride, slip-slide in your thighs Ooh-oh, ooh-oh, ooh-ohh Do you wanna ride, slip-slide in your thighs Ooh-oh, ooh-oh
women, walk with a limp an' I'll have the snow crabs a bottle of, uh, um, Cristal Some fettuccine an' some, um, let me see what else Oh an' some shrimp
We run everythin' We run the streets, the radio and the club All of the above Yes, yes All the above Oh, oh, oh All the above Oh, oh, oh Yeah, Mr. Him
you love me? I can't understand why Oh Daddy, you know you make me cry (Hey baby, I'm sleazy) How can you love me? I can't understand why Oh Daddy Oh
say what, say what? My band is bigger than yours Too bad I got your beans in my bag You stuck-up sucka, Korny motherfucka Takin' over flows is the Limp