Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips
Mixed with diluted cider brewed with, tools from al-qaeda units
Al-right, continue to impose my might.
To take all those wrongs and make them right
To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free
Al give ye a tip seen as ye you canny see me visually
These are al the symptoms of growing up in tha hood.
Call levi's we can see about the home cook
That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see
So kids say fuck school don't follow the rules they'll al be asking for your money
I'm bout to stick the whole game up with no gun
Could he be weird al, could he be jimmy fallon?
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