[03:04.00]I woke up this morning dick rock hard had to piss so bad
[03:04.00]That sh*t made me say God Lord, dick harder then a Armadillo
[03:04.00]So I went in the bathroom and drained the little fellow
[03:04.00]Flush the toilet, washed my hands, took off my silk shirt
[03:04.00]And piss down my pants I was rolling to meet this
[03:04.00]B**ch in 'bout an hour [Incomprehensible] and grabbed
[03:04.00]And toweled and jumped my stankin' a** in the shower
[03:04.00]And now I'm feelin' better at least I'm smellin' better instead
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[03:04.00]Of a combination of p**sy and cheddar, I still smelled like
[03:04.00]Last night's f**k, so washed my lips, fingertips
[03:04.00]But I can't forget to wipe under the nuts, blow my nose
[03:04.00]Wash my toes, then my asshole, foggin' up the mirrors
[03:04.00]Never go wet all my f**kin' clothes, ain't that a b**ch
[03:04.00]I'm already runnin' late, thinkin' I ain't got to do nothin'
[03:04.00]Now I gotta change my outfit stepped to the closet
[03:04.00]And scanned the wardrobe seen that silk shirt, Tommy, f**k it
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[03:04.00]I'll wear that Polo though, Girbauds and Polo socks
[03:04.00]Slipped on the Fila's 'cause it was too hot to bust the
[03:04.00]Timbo high tops, I looked in the mirror one last time for kicks
[03:04.00]Like I really had to check, like I ain't know I was the sh*t
[03:04.00]Everything was in place, pearly whites, brown complexion
[03:04.00]Daily braids and daily face, mirror, mirror, wasup?
[03:04.00]Who's the most stuck up? I'm better than b**ch
[03:04.00]I just f**ked that stankin' slut, that's the thought for the day
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[03:04.00]I'm 'bouts to cut that hoe she can't f**k anyways
[03:04.00]Now I'm back on my mission, but before I hit the f**kin' front door
[03:04.00]Gots to hit the kitchen 'cause all the banquet didn't
[03:04.00]Is gettin' bigger man, I ain't ate sh*t dawg, hungrier than three niggas
[03:04.00]Grits and oatmeal, no time to cook though, f**k it I'll grab
[03:04.00]That left-over cold cut combo and now the stomachs at ease
[03:04.00]I'm 'bout the jet, but first grab the beeper, the ring
[03:04.00]They wanted the keys and now I'm ready for the street
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[03:04.00]Lookin' neat, smellin' sweet from my teeth to my f**kin' feet
[03:04.00]I guess it's part of my job being colder then cold, smoother then smooth
[03:04.00]Sharper then sharp, so if you catch my in the club don't say sh*t
[03:04.00]Sweatin' a ni**a like Micheal [Incomprehensible] Tyler don't pay b**ch
[03:04.00]'Cause I ain't that ni**a that's gonna play with you or stay with you
[03:04.00]But I'll damn sure lay with you 'cause I'm that type of ni**a
[03:04.00]To tell a b**ch that I love 'em quick, better but not believe it
[03:04.00]Though 'cause I ain't 'bout sh*t
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[03:04.00]That ni**a ain't sh*t
[03:04.00]That ni**a ain't 'bout sh*t
[03:04.00]That ni**a ain't sh*t
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[03:04.00]That ni**a ain't sh*t
[03:04.00]That ni**a ain't 'bout sh*t
[03:04.00]Ain't sh*t
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