not your run of the mill'n
my name is furl i'm the owner of the building
i'm a stoner and i'm chillin with two bitches like jack
i pimps and i mac drive a benz and a 'lac
man i've been in the back with the groupies and the stars
i've been out front with the thugs in the cars
i've been in the yard with the mexican mafia
and i only run with niggaz that'll kill and die for ya
but i live like a rock star running from the cop cars
i drop bars on slaps that knock hard
and i charge for this dick extra large
and i treat my bitch like an atm card
i'm in the buildin and i'm feelin myself
she's in the buildin and she's feelin herself
she's lookin bad man i'm willing to help
stop it baby your killin yourself
come on i got your back you could chill in my dealth
man just imagine some of the things we can do
then we can catch the liquor store before 2:00
we can hit my nigga and go get some shrooms
and if you still want to kick it then we can go get a room
no doe hoe you can't fuck with me
you full of shit and i'm feelin myself
drink vodka straight fuck a long island
i want my own island & bet you i'mma get it
i switch hit and play with both mits
i pack a 45th i'm after your bitch
he ain't doing it right shes after your scritch
and i'm after hers with these macing words nerd
i thought squares stayed sharp
your nothin but a mark in a bucket skylark
quit interruptin' i'm talkin' to your girly