Banging on the back door,
Lay ya ass down on god's green floor
Was on my grind cause times were harder than a cellar floor
While i'm bangin my head on this door, i wind up with 4 more,
So in the mean time, keep it moving or accept that
Yo 4-bit, yeah i called you 4-bit look at me i'm 8-bit
You showed me to the door
Not relying on the light no more
What is hittin' for
// [when you walked through the door]
Now this is what i call an evening
Got 4 pumps and his heart beating/
Or something that you paid for
// [when you walked through the door]
You showed me to the door
No ho, acquainted with the floor
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