Ain't nobody talkin' when I'm talkin' fellas so shut the fuck up.
Fall ain't 9 'em's you blist in the envelope as I call a mom.
And empty wallet, legal paperwork, first 3 out of the 10.
And the single file on the bench, let's go
Open your mouths, count your tongue, bend your ears one at a time
Okay, bend your heads over, shake 'em out with your fingers
Hands above your head, hands up in front of you
Over
Move those fingers
Reach down and lift your nutsacks
Drop your nutsacks and skid you dick
Turn around
One foot at a time, pick up and wiggle your toes
Other foot.
Bend over grab your ass spread your cheeks and give me two big coughs.
Writer(s): O'shea Jackson
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