Cause i rather shatter the skittish cats
Yeah, red bottoms, she ain't trying to dance
And end up working at mcdonalds or taco bell
Thought she hot i swear, probably rougher than hell
Hop over, run backwards, with a knap sack of green supreme hats
He's snapped and now he's trapped, first he killed his neighbor's cats,
Feedin' off these cats, i see my lats growin'
Boy in a flash its like you start to replace him
I looked at her taco
We still ride though
Not only high, but i season you cats
Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs
And never let up, look how i just crept up without applause
You wake up and apparently ya pissed a couple cats off,
Shoot at the schoolbus leave it open like a mexican taco
And my bitch is the type of bitch that's all about that dough
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