Tell your mama it ain't your fault
And you can tell your sugar it won't stop
Hear me when I'm talking
Life is just beginning
My baby on the telephone
And I need me a fill so I can roam roam
Feel the wind it's calling
Something's coming your way
You gonna let the grey chiwawa out of you
You gonna let the grey chiwawa out of you
You gonna let the grey chiwawa out of you
You gonna let the grey chiwawa wawa
Well they won't let you dig all the corpses
If you keep both hands on your horses
Corleone's your nickname
Doesn't mean you can't change
If you stall then honey you don't run run
Face the facts that your fears are so fake fake
The devil is still talking
But you won't be listenin'
You gonna let the grey chiwawa out of you
You gonna let the grey chiwawa out of you
You gonna let the grey chiwawa out of you
You gonna let the grey chiwawa wawa
She's like the inner part of me
Slashing my vital arteries
Largely arguably
Chopped into pieces
Like it's carpentry
Come slip inside of me
Baby put me in harmony
When trigger hard on me
Horning me
Now you put your arms on me
I want it for hours
Your loving gives me super powers
I want to devour
Got these other brothers feeling sour
Pick up the pace again
Baby there's no replacing
Him sting like a taser
And you're phrasing him
Stuck in the maze again
The trigonometry of your body
Has got me horny
She's low phoney
She rides like my little poney
Picture perfect like Mona Lisa's
Rap telekineses
Monkey for the funk smoke
That's for the skunk
Should have took a chance when I had it
I'm like and addict
Addicted to your crack
I'll crack if I can't have it
Easy disappeared in to a poof like a leprechaun
Take it easy baby
Don't leave me so what a gwan
You gonna let the grey chiwawa out of you
You gonna let the grey chiwawa out of you
You gonna let the grey chiwawa out of you
You gonna let the grey chiwawa wawa
You gonna let the grey chiwawa out of you
You gonna let the grey chiwawa out of you
You gonna let the grey chiwawa out of you
You gonna let the grey chiwawa wawa