MIKE TYSON

[Chorus]
Trunk hitting hard like Iron Mike Tyson (yuh)
Trunk hitting hard like Iron Mike Tyson (oh yeah)
Tr-tr-trunk hitting hard like Iron Mike Tyson (what else?)
Dick so good your baby mama keep biting (what else?)
Trunk hitting hard like Iron Mike Tyson (uh huh)
Trunk hitting hard like Iron Mike Tyson (oh yeah)
Trunk hitting hard like Iron Mike Tyson (what else?)
Dick so good your baby mama keep biting (yuh)

[Verse 1: King Lavish D]
Trunk hitting hard like oldschool Mike (yuh)
Dick so good I got that oldschool pipe (aha)
Police right behind me but I'm 'bout to turn right (rrt)
Tokyo diamonds I don't need no light (uh uh)
Riding with this pole case a nigga want to fight (what's happenin'?)
Syrup in my system got me higher than a kite (oh yeah)
Bean down your block in the middle of the night (wake up)
You say you want a war we gon' do it on site (let's do it)
Body mark up like I trained in Iraq (Iraq)
I took your baby mama now you can't get her back (you can't)
These player haters hate me because I state big facts (yuh)
Ride around Oakland four hoes in the back (what's happenin'?)
Young boss nigga with some Super Bowl rings (bling)
Cross country pimping I'm a super hoe's dream (oh yeah)
Reaching for my chain I put your body in the sling (boom boom)
Sliding up the street knocking four 15's (yuh)

[Chorus]
Trunk hitting hard like Iron Mike Tyson (yuh)
Trunk hitting hard like Iron Mike Tyson (oh yeah)
Tr-tr-trunk hitting hard like Iron Mike Tyson (what else?)
Dick so good your baby mama keep biting (what else?)
Trunk hitting hard like Iron Mike Tyson (uh huh)
Trunk hitting hard like Iron Mike Tyson (oh yeah)
Trunk hitting hard like Iron Mike Tyson (what else?)
Dick so good your baby mama keep biting (yuh)

[Verse 2: King Lavish D]
Trunk hitting hard like Iron Mike Tyson (yup)
Dick so good your baby mama keep biting (she hungry)
Just touched down bitch, Andre Rison (touchdown)
She say she love my presents because I'm so exciting
I came home from prison now your boyfriend hiding (hahaha)
He say he looking for me tell that nigga stop lying (cut it out)
I shoot you in the eye you got a patch like a pirate (oh yeah)
Your bitch on my dick she got her face on my privates (hahaha)
In and out of lanes but I swear I ain't drunk (I promise)
Whole car shaking I got Congo in the trunk (yuh)
Big bank hankie and my pockets got the mobs (all banked up)
Another fast break you know I'm 'bout to slam dunk (yah)
Banging up the pussy like an uppercut punch
Mike Tyson status in my all black trunks (perfect)
Open up the doors all you smelling is a skunk
Pull up to the club bass all the way up (yuh)

[Chorus x2]
Trunk hitting hard like Iron Mike Tyson (yuh)
Trunk hitting hard like Iron Mike Tyson (oh yeah)
Tr-tr-trunk hitting hard like Iron Mike Tyson (what else?)
Dick so good your baby mama keep biting (what else?)
Trunk hitting hard like Iron Mike Tyson (uh huh)
Trunk hitting hard like Iron Mike Tyson (oh yeah)
Trunk hitting hard like Iron Mike Tyson (what else?)
Dick so good your baby mama keep biting (yuh)