Intro - Krizz Kaliko

Son of Sam!

Can he do what he do?

Can he do what he do?

Feel of the way that I’m holdin my rappin apparatus

If I was absent would they be mad at us

It’s like a natural attraction, the back of the boner package

Look at they ass, it’s throwin ads at us

My raps strips the innocence of millions

I might usually say the sick skin that they showin

They either in on my fishin

Do backflips my energy whip me to the genital

Intimate genitals

I know I make it when I give it to him

I get some suckers evaporate

Simple made a sodomize, like cauterize I gotta like her

Okay!

She do some shit by music they hold er

She didn’t kind of need me, needed me to have em terrorizing

She got you wanting the villain

I’ve been in on my benim and then get her

A gentleman at dinner what

Nd then reprise

She look like the wantin the fill of the pen in her

I said it’s in or I’m in and starting to blend her

My tenderloin bigger

Artillery, they consider me the father, the Ben Stiller

Get on it, get upiddy hop got it

I bust some niggas, get the blammers choppers automatic

Woke up with a feeling, go Bentley and my shot so appealing

If they were 80 I’d give em up and giddy up, look like it

Depends on the Kalikoholics

So we get the bitches have a frolick and can do nothing about it

They get the listen to get up all their kissin and lick up on us

But never shinin cause I wanna

Love you

I know you do…

And now, the greatest love song ever