34th or 42nd - LastO

Inebriated off the weed shit

Got it on lock and the key stick

I ain’t never been in no cast for

Trippin off none of you wack hoes

It’s LastO -- so gag ho

Body was made by Bowflex

I’m the best and a boat is wet

That’s obvious type «duh» shit

I’m the showstopper, show stop, none of them niggas wanna go next

Got no flops, just four pots on four burners I’m so hot

Spherical -- round of applause for my weary toes

Got weary toes cuz i run shit

Gon do shit, done done shit

Saint Louis I claim that

Some niggas where I came from

Would rather I didn’t claim that

But I’m not from they part

I’m face to face with onslaught

Well on guard til I’m on off

Tell these muh-fuckas how I do (it's poppin)

Truth be told

I might not be

Who they was rootin for

Who they would like to see

But where my work’s concerned

Baby that work is done

Tell these muthafuckas what I do

I get it poppin

It’s poppin (x3): 34th or 42nd

It’s poppin (x3): like 34th or 42nd

It’s poppin (x3): 34th or 42nd

Tell these muthafuckas what I do

Won’t even think it out

Four letter words… right out my kinky mouth

Oh I’m not they cup of Nestea — well they Jet Li: expendable

Karate chop

Like Molly’s popped, like Molly’s popped

Flow on drugs like Molly’s popped

And these niggas need work in a body shop

Decepticons, not Autobots: Transformed

Nigga hot — touch me and your hand’s warm

Wherever I stand — that man lower

Land or sea — that’s man lower

My shit like hand to hand maneuver

Toss and flip that man over

Pine box: my career

Six feet deep in a sandlot

But my foot been up they ass so long got brown shoes;

got tan sox

Sub tweets, makin' songs…

When will all my Stans stop?

Sir Stan-a-lot;

stan for me

Trying to get a penny off who?

Ya’ll niggas chose the harder way

Ya’ll name should be Anfernee

Don’t need no hateration no holleration in that Dance’ree

If you want;

come dance with me

Get embarrassed so ya fans can see

Tell these muthafuckas what I do (it's poppin)

VERSE THREE:

Money in the pocket!

Shop for my suits

Cock then i shoot

Fakin alla that gangsta shit

I front if I want

Hop up off my thang or dick

Mispronounce my name and shit

Its LastO not Offence

Ya’ll stuck on stupid;

ya’ll toes stick

Been up off that ho shit

But ya’ll suck;

I swallow

I’ll swallow up this whole shit

Ozone -- who got more holes is it your story and shit?

Or is it ozone bitch?

My money’s on your shit

T-shirt and these jeans it is not fashion week but they ask for me like Last,

at last, amen, let the pastor speak

That’s blas-phemy

But I got on this here graphic tee

It say I don’t give a fuck

Keeps them boys from asking me

Got themselves a GED in making them lil mp3s

I got a degree, doctorate: a phd

In here poppin shit

Play, rewind, then replay me

Tell these muhfuckas how I do