Where fiends always on that water like a lily pad
When they ask my answers always it was the cat
All up in my jeans and i'm gunna' hit her with that
Im givin' you bad luck worse than a black cat
Their face appears on missing cat posters
They ain't say that then they wouldn't be haters
Its like a game of cat an mouse,
Hundred k in twenty-two hours
Of the vhs especially during sex baby
This game of cat and mouse ends a.s.a.p
I'm spotted on different beaches, cohiba smoking reefer
Predicting a storm, remember jack the cat? nah? good, me neither/
And embarass you. put ya offense in wild cat,
So in the mean time, keep it moving or accept that
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