I just hit my noggin right on top of the Hubble
Still bop my bloody top, when we rock on the rubble
Summer nights is never hot when I go out and spew snow
I might just toboggan up in Iraq, I am too cold
Ain't no way around it, iggas looking for loopholes
This origami paper coming In like its two fold
Told Lew I would pay for him and his beautiful Jewfro
And ill pay for my women these P Hensons and Kudrows
But who knows
Might be punks, might be square
I couldn't write this luck, and try to be fair
I gotta pour one out, for bouls ain't here
While they curse us out, and they worse for wear
Her purse is purple, shape so pear
She prolly straight as circles, but not as spheres
You know I holla wassup, she don't look mad
I gotta wait till we bare, to know where we at
Yuh
PopOff, young boul young boul
Take a lock off, I'm cool I'm cool
Tryna quiet down, if you not down
Don't you ask of all these illas how they got out
PopOff, young boul young boul
Take a lock off, I'm cool I'm cool
Tryna quiet down, if you not down
Don't you ask of all these illas how they got out
Shimmy shimmy yay shimmy yuh
She gone play drill shit, I'm a play dub
On a Tuesday, saying uckfay what a fool say
Buck wild, bubby finna bump it wit a screw face
You know what the school say "Turn that down"
I had to irk mr. brown, to earn that crown
If life's a class, I'm her circus clown
Sure as summer's hot, I would run about
Forgetting my direction
Grade A work couldn't hide you from detention
If I don't oblige, I could learn another lesson
How to piss off the jive thirty-something year old professors
I guess it's impressive
That I could get here
(This song is so fucking annoying wtf)
PopOff, young boul young boul
Take a lock off, I'm cool I'm cool
Tryna quiet down, if you not down
Don't you ask of all these illas how they got out
PopOff, young boul young boul
Take a lock off, I'm cool I'm cool
Tryna quiet down, if you not down
Don't you ask of all these illas how they got out
(You gone see me up there, that's all I'm finna say, you gone see)