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(Wake up and slap yo bitch with a hundred thousand one)

(This yo' man, DJ Buff Nuts, and we here live with 916.5)

(The Bus Clinic Radio, and it's checking bitches serving paper Saturday)

(Caller number one, you now live)

I'm in your fax, and somewhere out there's a tree

Who's single purpose on Earth is to replace the oxygen you waste

(Out my mouth, bitch)

It was 22 perms ago, I realized giving a fuck

Doesn't really go with my outfit

You wasting oxygen, dramatized to a tee

Bitch, you need to go apologize to a tree

(Hey, hey, hey)

It's cushy week

Keep putting all that vinegar in your pussy, bitch

Gonna fuck around and make your pussy squeak

Chuck it no more

Don't give up, it's normally the last key on the ring

That opens the door

Sometimes it's legal, but forget about the boy in you

She said from the first moment y'all met she liked you

But now she's avoiding you

And wind up asking you to serve all your ex

Are you spreading rumors about me?

At least you found a hobby spreading something other than your legs

(Hey, hey, hey)

Brother, we pass, you're the kind of girl

That a guy should show and tell in a psychology class

Ah, premium game

To most it's like talking astrophysics to a wino

Ah-ha, and a square wasn't built for this

Ah, premium game

Proving you got to get up, get out, and get on it and stay on it

If you mean to, if you wanna be a sucker, why?

From the one night to spooning her

What the fuck P look like fucking with a broke bitch

I get more money out of aluminum

Sucker, trick, hell no

You got something on your mouth

Okay, now lick your thumb and get your elbow

And pocket on a dime, ****, that's for prostitute

And made her wife in law money too

(She all mine, ****)

White lines and lots of traffic, sticks to border

They gon' let the ho out to whore another day

And just get her for laundering

Gotta be refresher ho

The bitch been with me, the homie knocked her

You talking like she's special

(Hey, hey, hey)

Ain't nobody been through this unscathed (Oh, nah)

Un-sweat it (And never felt hopeless)

Un-Cadillacked and unleaded

Uh, Santa Ana Windler

I'm talking 'bout a pimp looking for a bitch on the carpet

Trying to knock a bitch up out of thin air

That's one of the monkey-wrench ****, huh?

'Ol toolbox-ass ****, huh?

Better a bitch, huh? Save her, huh?

Ah, premium game

To most it's like talking astrophysics to a wino

Ah-ha, and a square wasn't built for this

Ah, premium game

Proving you got to get up, get out, and get on it and stay on it

If you mean to, if you wanna be a sucker, why?

(LV, LV, LV, LV)

(Hey)

If you wanna be a sucker, why?

(Hey, hey)