me and my homies eat the filthy fish
i ain't even worried about a silly bitch
tell the feds chill with the censorship
i'm the only member with a membership
trying real hard not to conversate with pessimists
who always want to see you fall down like the london bridge
same song sung by a bunch of kids
tabloids watching which crib
competition and the bitches got my name on they lips
takin' shots like 1 8 7 is they favorite offense
should've came with a fence
baby i could pitch you a tent
alot of windows don't be selfish baby call you a friend
i should make 'em box for benihana
wake up in the mornin' feed em left over benihana
eatin' sushi off her body no karate i'm the
i would never take damage. you should build a room for the panic
not to say i'm bobby gettin' fancy
i should probably change my name to jamie
soo young lead me in a winehouse
now the asian enjoyin them some dim sum
you don't know about it need to get one
you got the foreign whip? so what i'm on my 10th one
niggas we deep in this bitch
stacking all the millions like 'jitsu
i'm a great white you're fish food
we should talk face to face like men do
but you too used to makin' moves how a bitch move
probably wear the same pad that your bitch use
i'm just tryna show you what you been through
spinnin' in the same circle like a rim do
strokes beard like rick rub'
they whippin' in the caddy
bad bitch mixed with hindu
she got every shoe except issues
mac makeup and a shih tzu
or sake shots for my little geisha
she'd rather die than give up our location
she gone turn to chun-li in any altercation
i ain't gon lie that kinda turn me on
this is only the beginning
i guess it would ruin the moment