This is a song about "Truffle la facus"

I could think of a couple positions for you

Got no equal, bulletproof like fucking la roux

Je suis la garçon qui cracher flamme, french, i just cannot

I skip to places, smiling faces, while you fucking walk

Distribution, new york, to chicago, l.a.

They infiltrate our homes, africa

Educate yourselves, of africa

Ah.. la la la la la la la! la and la la..

Scott la rock, mac dre, and jam master jay,

And it begins to phase him more each day

I'd fuckin' severe your cerebrum singing la dee da doo

Shit you so bad know your daddy wish he could still spank you

It's nothing but a motherfucking undefended free throw

Let's kick it on my la-z-boy and throw a fucking crazy show

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

We keep hitting our words quicker like a star la dodgers home base hitter