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eat a skunk for lunch
I'm an Ibis hotel man
I do elephants and lions
To the children that I provide
I'm an african man
I'm living in a ..

I'm
I do and you might make me proud
Another Houston Kid
On a downhill skid for crying out loud

I'm a first hand witness to an age old crime
A man
Moonshine drunken monk, Ya head, get shrunk
The touch of skunk, I be fuckin' bitches by the chunk
My name black, do words wanna play in my dirt?
Bitch stop my
Said you save yo bread from Magic something happened then went wala!

Now shawty got a big ol' butt oh yeah!
Shawty got a big ol' butt oh yeah!
Clappers
I'm in desperation, and I'm begging you to rescue me
Do something now, tomorrow will be too late

My last hope's in your power,listen to my plea
Look out the window and drank and chill out we get high!
It's 1 A.M. and the crowd is still live
Relax to the groove by me just move with ya' boy
Got
drive by
Here is something you can't understand...how I can burn Killa Man

step up if you wanna get some of this here

I got the blunt got a cooler full
Aight man, but we get done they gots to go

So you want to hear us rap, well here is what we'll do
I be player number one and I be player number two
other man won’t do for you
I’ll do it for you, that’s real

I want you, to turn up on me
Every night when I see you
Better recognize when I see you
I
other man won’t do for you
I’ll do it for you, that’s real

I want you, to turn up on me
Every night when I see you
Better recognize when I see you
I
we all think alike though
And killing ain't nothing but a hobby
Don't me do a fucking 187 robbery
And like some brand new Jordans, you tied up
You
stop
Crate motors with triple digit blocks
You wanna race I'll leave you by a couple blocks
Blow the doors off, break the mothafuckin' locks
Nigga
it stop
Crate motors with triple digit blocks
You wanna race I'll leave you by a couple blocks
Blow the doors off, break the mothafuckin' locks
a fucking pimple
Come here kid, what, let me tell you something

Your like change of a penny, nothing
Wham, Oh shit, God Damn
Skippy, hit me, man I get
Talking:
what's that big baby?
You know what's sound dog
They gon' like this here, ya heard me?
They go like, you know what I'm sayin'?
Fuck 'em
(GUITAR SOLO INTRO)

you get me stinkin' like an old mad skunk

cryin' "help me" like a dummy in a trunk

tumblin' like a leaf on the wind

clackin'
pimple
Come here kid, what, let me tell you something
Your like change of a penny, nothing
Wham, oh shit, god damn
Skippy, hit me, man I get flam
started something
I forced you to a zone
And you were clearly
Never meant to go
Hair brushed and parted
Typical me, typical me
Typical me
I started
wrong
There's something wrong with me, yes, it is

Look, look up in the sky
Come on look, look, look
And you'll see me flying by
Why don't you just look,
riches, tell me girl do you feel me 
Are you ready for the rhythm of a real G 
World do you hear me. 
I got ya runnin' for my body 
Drippin' sweat are
(b****)

[Y. Hova] 
I brought (holla) the whole hood with me

[Big Boi] 
You got red dirt in your afro

[Y. Hova] 
Young Hov' in the place to be
[Chorus: Skinny]
Trunk funk and the Cadillac thump, really loud
Puff skunk in the back of the junk, get really live
Trunk funk and the Cadillac
genius, genius, when ya come do me
Step to me, you know screw me"
Just another red bone, that I had bagged in the red zone
And took home to get my head
smoker, 'fore smoke
As I swerve by the curb on some herb gettin' smoked

Hittin' 16 switches is the life
While your girl send you to players anonymous,
something that can be done by two
For I'd really like to stay

It's a lovely day today
And whatever you've got to do
I'd be so happy to be doing it with