This is a song about "Yaar sade jhoote"

You gon' need a couple stars to get your first victor

Slick rick, de la soul, and rakim spit sicker,

Without no reasonable doubt y'all was all on the sofa

Concha de tu madre bitch don't touch my fuckin mota

So pon de replay, rihanna quit talking.

The pigs fly away in the morning

Catch me in the tour de france the way i cycle this flow

Hollow tip dum-dums eat flesh like piranhas though

A " d boy ", the town i'm representin is de-troit

Cause i got a lot of hair on my booty but that's beside the point

Lemme see them big titties, don't be actin' sadidy you're not pretty

Give me the mic, my de-vice, that i utilise, write these lines, that'll be