I'm gonna pop some tags, only got twenty dollars in my pocket,I'm, I'm, I'm hunting, looking for a come up, this is fucking awesome! Walk into the club like what up? I got a big cock. Nah, I'm just pumped, I bought some shit from the thrift shop, Ice on the fringe is so damn frosty, The people like, "Damn, that's a cold ass honky!" Rolling in hella deep, headed to the mezzanine, Dressed in all pink except my gator shoes, those are green, Draped in a leopard mink, girl standing next to me, Probably shoulda washed this, smells like R.Kelly sheets, piss, But, shit, it was 99 cents, buy it, coppin' it, washin' it. ‘Bout to go and get some compliments, passing up on those moccasins Someone else has been walking in, bummy and grungy, fucking it! I am stunting and flossing and saving my money and I'm hella happy, That's a bargain, bitch, Imma take your grandpa style, Imma take your grandpa style, no, for real, ask your grandpa, Can I have his hand-me-downs, velour jumpsuit and some house slippers? Dookie brown leather jacket that I found digging, They had a broken keyboard, I bought a broken keyboard, I bought a skeet blanket, then I bought a knee board. Hello, hello, my ace man, my Miller, John Wayne ain't got nothing on my fringe game, hell no! I could take some Pro Wings, make them cool, sell those,
The sneaker heads would be like, "Ah, he got the velcros."