Cause you looking like maxes dad
Know what i do: manufacturing crack
Dad comes home skitzing shit
Bet i'm heavy with that
And i bet you all them letters in your mailbox waiting
While blazing that smelly fragrance, as i am pacing
Ex-boyfriend was wack, she had enough of all that
Of that funky, chunky, smelly green shit.
They can't see me, i'm like the team that brought brett back
I knew there was brother, some sisters and a mom ‘n’ dad
Thats what my dad was doing
Flapjack, ooh he bring
I know i'm not the only bastard in america
Come up to your peep hole, leave you fuckin' smelly nigga,
But my dad didnt make it
I be on some other shit
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