The beggars can't borrow, the record sales drop
Catch me in the kitchen whippin with a gold pot
Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free
Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy
One can never be judged when he dress like his brothers
You with your pot o' gold while i carving different cultures
My shit's hot like i took a dump in a crock pot
Everything is good but these haters wish i would stop
Ey, butt rape on a female cop
Settle down maybe grow some pot
Compare me too that bastard pot head
Me and you in extasydon't be upset
Get u a pot to pee?
We ain't hear to hurt nobody
Im just a goofy poofy white kid who enjoys smoking pot
And your loves in hindsight and you see everything its not
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