he was just about the baddest cat in baghdad. i mean to tell you that this cat was so bad. he was a big as a tiger
mean as a snake. and when haji got angry
the walls would shake. haji
i'm the king of the genies. haji and shit. haji
i'm the king of the genies. haji moved to florida
jeanie's town
to start his own business and get down. his powers concealed
nobody knew. he wheeled and dealed and did what haji had to do. he kicks full throttle from his bottle ladies wall to wall. the bosstones partied with my man and man it was a ball. he kept things fired kept us wired betties
bud and booze. bourbon is his turban and sheeba from his shoes. he busted out in a cloud of smoke
he left just like he came. he's the king of the genies and all that shit. but what a stupid name
my story is over
haji lives on. and he'll be around long after we're gone. 'cause genies don't die