You know we fit em' in the front
Fit em' in the back
Fit em' in the trunk
Girl relax cause you know we gon' lap up
Get on her lap get on her lap get on her lap get on her lap (cont.)
If she ain’t wit it she could run
Hit the track
Tell rosa parks to re enact
Cause you know we gon' lap uo
Get on her lap get on her lap get on her lap get on her lap (cont.)
Wha wha wha wassup wit bro
A couple ho’s goin down like a cup wit holes
Same ho’s tryn' get me for my lunchable
Im at her pussy tombstone with a bunch of roses
Oh shit like a janitor I know shit
Frisco got me saggin like old tits
Nicole kidmans supplyin hella dro feel me
Oh damn is he flying from the soul? yeah nigga
Im a killer and half between gambi and gandhi
Or if you put a drugdealer in a class
Familiar to ass unfamiliar to ask
I move mean like a caterpillar wit a cast
Like lice yall a dream of mo' head
Watchin' simpsons thinkin' I should be at moe’s
Heemin' in my vehicle explained how I get all ages
Benita lopez to selena gomez
You know we fit em' in the front
Fit em' in the back
Fit em' in the trunk
Girl relax cause you know we gon' lap up
Get on her lap get on her lap get on her lap get on her lap (cont.)
If she ain’t wit it she could run
Hit the track
Tell rosa parks to re enact
Cause you know we gon' lap uo
Get on her lap get on her lap get on her lap get on her lap (cont.)
Welcome welcome your villain is here (who?) attila who killin'
I would never be norm, like ya nigga from cheers
Bro I sleep in the morn, the new zealanders here
She was drinkin' like the ho had feelins for beer
She was thinkin' bout' my gonads ponderin'
Condeelza was fondelin' bush fa' reconosence
Me nagwan be political wit vag
Her moms was prolly ugly but a miracle wit ass
Yo shout out my cousin cash anywho check it dear I know
Yo name is keyshia like yo sister neffetere
And I know you black and white that make me think to referear
Referear? chick im faded that mean referee yo rear
She like sure im like skeer when im mobbin on that ho
She said how you adios and you know habla espanol
Im nate robbin' on that tho poseidon the gynecologist
Driving cross a bridge never noddin' cause im dope
You know we fit em' in the front
Fit em' in the back
Fit em' in the trunk
Girl relax cause you know we gon' lap up
Get on her lap get on her lap get on her lap get on her lap (cont.)
If she ain’t wit it she could run
Hit the track
Tell rosa parks to re enact
Cause you know we gon' lap uo
Get on her lap get on her lap get on her lap get on her lap (cont.)