I mean eddie murphy, swang, gettin' married
We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat.
All my jeans have three pant legs for dealin with this ordeal
Phone home shawty you know you a brother out of here
Skinny dipper,yeah she got a temper,
Boy got dollars, pounds or whatever
I never crack i got that chap stick
And skinny jeans ain't quite the lick
Nigga, i'm a samurai, cut your skinny ass in half
I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last
Got her going down, no teeth
Wears his jeans below his knees
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