tru dudes

is it really that bad that my clothes is tight?

that i hydrate babes like pedialyte

that i stay rock hard like a meteorite

thought your homeboy here was an idiot right?

welllll you thought wrong

i got flavor

i rock shows with the blue light sabre

i hit dimes but also date eighters

i make moves

blow up like al'qaeda

i'm in kicks that you can't buy yet

your kicks okay like your name wyatt

care bear clockers

pink highlighters

haters wanna snack my heat like firefighters

boys out there think they're just like me

naw naw

y'all funny

y'all from ucb?

y'all standin in line

i'm in v.i.p. y'all know shit 'bout me like t.i.p. hah!

you think your voice is funny man? that's kind of hilarious

i'm the rapper makin money when the shadow in your area

i'm like a damager cause i'm a little loquacious

i do it for the hotties with the bodies bodacious

i'm high pitched

might flip you diss my node

think chris ain't the shit

you can kiss my chode

kick your ass

sales not too early to boast

seriously bro

hand over the security code

because my rhymes so fresh

green grocers' gotta spray 'em

fired all my lawyers cause i didn't wanna pay 'em

from the p.m. to the a.m. i'll slay 'em with the sawed-off

make a little money and i'll smoke the marijuana

mc without glover is matubb without wigs

jammin peed the bottle with the grocer on her kids

if one smokes khan

the other smokes mids

let's mix it up a little like the dj did

bacardi and coke

black and white cookie

smokin in the alley cause you know we're playin hookie

and we're up to no good

please don't tell our mommas

democrist is the dutch

cause we got this for obama

sick of the old yeller

money like bank tellers

the chicks that i'm with are thicker thank nutella

y'all need to switch quick and get with a slick fella

cause i'm bout to go rihanna like i'm an umbrella

come over to my place

we can cut like shears

and make some mistakes like jamie lynn spears

i'm nasty? no - forward? yes

i'm hip to the game

you're a rook like chess

my money so long that they call it john silver's

your money so light that it float like pillows

oopsy

killers

you can see

cause they close up shop when the clerks see me

i'm not kanye

but my collar's popped

cause the bro's like soda

i shit you not

this shit's bright orange

fanta shade

you got the yellow face

that's my lemonade

i'mma try to stay tight like girls that fuck hard

and stay in the bay with green like brett farve