Ah aha aha aha You wanna rumble in my jungle? I’ll take you on. Stampede your rumpa and send you home. You wanna rumble in space? I’ll put my lazer on stun.
And on the nortpole I’ll ice you son. You wanna thrilla in my nilla? You’ll be killa bee stung. Wanna taste the vanilla? Better watch your tongue.
Cause I’ll hammer your toe like a pediatrison (trision) saw you in half like I’m a magician. (magician) Tear you down like I’m in demolition. Count you out like a mathematician. I’m so very hot that when I rob your mansion. You ain’t call the cops you call the firestation.
’Cause my flaver so sweet you’ll be zoom-zoom-zoom. Don’t even get me started on my bada-boom-booms. One left one right that’s how I organize them. You know I feel my cups no need to super-size them. Right know you’re probly thinking. How she get in them jeans? Well I’m gifted all natural and bursting the seams.
A-ha! Kon-ichi-wa bitches. A-ha-A-ha! Kon-ichi-wa bitches. Don’t I look tasty like a french Bon-Bon? Even more sweeter than a cherrybomb.
Coming with the postman like I’m a mailbomb. Coming in your mouth make you say yum yum. Hit the gong gong bring the sumos on. I’m a kick ass all the way to Hong Kong. Make their balls bounce like a game of ping pong. Kon-ichi-wa bitches from Beijing to Saigon. Got nothing on me ‘cause you know you’s a bum. Dum-didi-dum-didi-didi-dum-dum.
Check the scenerio: I’m gonna bust your ear drum. And leave your heads ringin’ with the ringa ding dong. Busy on the mic since the day I was WHAT? Born Check out my style, it’s the Raka WHAT? Mo’. Shine is on me like a dog in a WHAT? Bone. Fight the power, put myself on the throne.
You know when shit is getting heavy like it weighs a ton. I will run you down like a marathon. Tape you up good put you in the trunk. C U Next Tuesday you is a punk.
