I just came out of the mothafuckin' old school. Got my mac notebook with the pro tools.
Nicki sexy any time of day.
You don't like me, you just like my flow. Just booked a show, but I might not go; nigga said he didn't have a pole for my hoe.
I done put two sticks in my bun, so they recognize me when I come, I'm D.M.C. like Run.
He said he want a marshian, he can be my Tarzan.
You bad, but Nicki is badder Step ya cookies up, go get you a ladder.
Just for the record: get wetter than a fisherman.
I'm in that money green jag. Lotta money bags.
You can talk slick all the way down to the welfare. Ask the I.R.S. bitch I'm payin for ya health care.
When I throw this pussy, you better not start duckin'
That is where a real bad barbie raom r-r-r-r-r-raom. Sorry I broke up, excuse my cell phone, it must be a AT&T dead zone.
Bitch won't blow, but she can blow my saxophone