She can't know where my mother stay
Its only for the real mc's not the gay,
For us to find our way
Yeah you can call that nigga gay
Makin' toys at my work shop, while y'all are gay,
Cause i'mma look that part until i'm all broke, yea
I'm taking women to heaven and then i take em home
My name is nick nack pattie wack give a dog a bone
Load em up quick, it's time for us to spray
Its only for the real mc's not the gay,
But keep them cigarettes away
Because what you spit is gay,
Little gay looking boy
Now i'm trapped in a life that you managed to destroy,
Nick will pop to with a pistol turn you into a crystal
You're reaching new heights, and i ain't kiss you just a little
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