PG13

[Hook]
Hilfiger suit, straight off the rack, my fit that good
Got her leaning all on her back, I lick that good
Maidens love the tale of my hands, Margaret Atwood
How much guts would a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck gutted a backwoods?

[Verse]
Save a lil for a spliff later
Throw it in a quarter inch paper
Zig zags done been had, need elements for them big bags
"Big boats like sinbad", pusha flow like a broke dam
Take a chance on the beat
Hit 'em with a juke juke to a slow jam

Juke, juke! Let em know, man
Don’t puke, head on home, man
Only man that can go ham like nomads to a new land
I ain’t got no fucking 'fro, man
White boy, I got no tan
Looking like frosty the snowman
But sounding like I could be Kodak

Take your girl home on horseback
Brush your gonads on my doormat
I ain’t your "second broke aunt" but I sure could use some Prozac
Showtime, it’s my homeland
It’s my format
No class is what you're known as
Y’all is low, man
But I ain’t even gotta show that
(I ain't even gotta show that)