How ‘Bout?

How bout some blunt smoke and yay yo?

How bout some cold beer and anal?

You like to sip wine coolers or chug a red dog?

Do you like to get on your back and take my big sex log?

(What the F is a damn sex log MC? You a damn playa boyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!!! Yah! Yah! Yuh!!

How bout a little peak at my pee pee snake poppin through my South Pole pants zipper you bet yo ham n grits I’m a good tipper

I went from foo boo on the streets to puss guru in the sheets

Now I’m printin Benjamins and pumpin out $100 beats

I keep it real though I still get my bread at Aldi

But I just put 300 inch rims on my Audi

My momma even called and said

(MC I’m so proud eeeeeeee!!!!!!)

How bout I cook ya up some noodles n ranch hoe?

How bout I put on some Usher and slap yo big ‘ol wavy hams around foe a bit!

Then I pull out yo boobies and pull down ya britches and show you how I got from damn rags to big riches!!!

How bout? How bout we skunk?

How bout? You relax and let me pop it up in yo trunk girlllllllllllllllllll

Yeah. Mmmm. Baby. Yuh.

Yeah. Mmmmmm. Baby. Yuh.

(Fart. Sweat. Du rag)