Текст песни
Yeah
Bach
Uh
The truck in, what?
Shut the fuck up
Go 'head
Do bad thing in staircase
Malik Yoba gives chase (uh-huh)
Surgery to look extra Roman in the face (what?)
I should be in a toga
You know that bald eagles fly solo (true)
Back in the day rock Hideo NoMos (true)
Friday night Baklava at the seaport (uh)
Please, lord, don't put your fucking hand near the cheese board (no)
Driving with my knee in the Porsche (uh)
Weaving the law (uh)
Shit, my face tingle from the C4 (ah)
Finish quick, she spit my seeds on the floor
A tree grew (uh)
Then she continued seasoning the seafood
I got more karate moves than Steven Seagal (that's a lot)
Yeah, baby, you know how we do
Yeah, baby, you know how we do (uh)
You know how we do
Yeah (uh)
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
I let the thing pop with the Ring Pop on my finger (pop)
Sixty-nine stinger (uh)
Me and you are not friends, David Schwimmer (no)
Leave you laying in a lazy river (uh)
I just copped me the Mercedes liver (uh)
They say Baklava starting to resemble Ronnie Coleman (true)
Shit could pop at any moment (true)
Hilfiger rugby on, hopping out the lotus (uh)
Bitch, it's time to Rock n' Rolla
Rock n' Rolla, Rock n' Rolla (uh, uh)
You need a fuckin' doctor to operate on your shoulder (uh)
After I put a submission lock on your shoulder (uh)
Baklava Akebono (it's me)
PlayStation 1 just only one controller
I turn this shit into real life Tekken 3 (uh)
Make me feel like I'm seventeen (ah)
Consecutively land seven knees (shh, the fuck?)
I swam all seven seas (uh)
Still make the chicken with the 4C (uh)
Used to live in 4J (uh)
Tucked in a wave, catching shade on the shore break (uh)
My horoscope said to get more cake (more cake)
That's it, bitch, more cake