They left the keys to the brand new porsche
So take my bat and these base balls
Saw puff, i was finna' speak
Ate a watermelon seed
I'm rolling a cigar, bob marley would endorse
Cant prevent it kicked king arthur in the balls
Your balls necro butcher
Took the van, went snatch her
Sittin on bowling balls
Shots, they back and forth
Now im doing cannon balls
And of course, my car's off course
My favorite color is watermelon, if you know what i mean
Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream
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