
You, you hoes buggin', repel that
Let me tell you this, sister
I am, I am colder than a blister
Cause my flows is sick, and I'm a lunatic,
And this can't be cured with no elixir
Cause you don't know who the ****, what the **** I do
Had to put the pressure to every duck I knew
Quack, quack to a duck and a chicken too
Put the hyena in a freakin zoo!
A Roman holiday
Witch...twitch...bitch!
Godmother's right, this is World War 6
