mama's house

one of the most phenominal feats of all time

frekaznatcha

alabama

mississippi

david banner hoe

let's take this shit to his mama's house

his mama's house

let's take this shit to his mama's house

his mama's house

pull that bitch out in the yard

slap that hoe in the face

pull that bitch out in the yard

slap that hoe in the face

hoe i ain't got respect

i'm comin' straight to ya crib

drag you out in the yard

run a shank through ya ribs

i said boy

dirty

dirty boy

what you think that these bullets and guns is made for?

bustin' on a bitch

ditches is where it lye

bullets fly through the air

tell them crackers to die

i'm the trillest

clack-up

peel-it

dumpin' slugs til' you feel us

banner

frekaznatcha

ridin' until you kill us

fuck it and if we die tell mama never to cry

i'm comin' back like jason

bumpin' that playa fly"