I don't want to deal with those monsters
I don't want to deal with those monsters
I don't want to deal with those monsters
All the muchachas call me Big Poppa
Me, I throw pesos they way
Like hey diddle diddle, gotta fiddle in the middle
Of the banner now that's USA
That ain't my band, we ain't no Zac Brown
Haters need to shut up, log off, back down
Internet whine like Grigio or caps off
Fans all greet me with kudos and hats off
Brown Saul Bellow
high yellow
Tim Meadows
Melello
like jel-ello
Raphael de la Boughetto
Fake Muslims, White devils
Hello, hell no, hell no
Smell no evil
Evil people people people
Please save the air, save the trees
Whoever holds the cheese holds the keys
Vice v's,
See me, I ain't got to spell, you don't gotta read me
Get the R. Kelly tape watch how I pee
What's really Indian
I don't feel American
That's probably why I be mixing up the medicine
Somehow the spice game remind me of the crack game
Remind me of the rap game, remind me of Mack Maine
So close to me like K.C. and Jojo
Mami only fuck with FroYo PinkBerry Blackberry
Stat very moto
cherry kombucha
Aye chihuahua chalupa
