e.i.

uh. uh uh uh uh

uh. wait a minute now

uh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

uh

uh. can you hear me out there?

lunatics. is y'all ready?

let me hear ya

uh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

i'ma sucka for corn rows and manicured toes

fendi capri pants and parasuco's

high saddity and city

with one or two clothes

i'm draftin 'em outta high school straight into the pros

who knows? i know!

and i love it when you make your knees touch your elbows

and break it down low to the flo'

and there you go

now throw it on me slow

and everytime i +busta rhyme+

baby gimme some mo'"