Kimbo Slice

Ayy One more word, I'ma call Joog Knight, huh, that's my mans Boy, he'll beat a nigga ass like Kimbo Slice, huh, he got hands TSA frisked me, they said I got something in my jeans, uh, big bands Baby girl on me a little too trunky for me, damn, call Lance You be talking big, ain't down for the ride Feeling like the Mafia when we go mob I be with some killers, I be really outside Shoot him out the driver's seat and let him ghost-ride Sing to the women, I'm fat Maxwell Man wanna see me in a big black cell He was in the life like Johnny Manziel 'Til they hit him up like Blu Cantrell Niggas send hate from their bitch house, huh I'm in Hollywood in the penthouse, huh Baby girl mad that I won't fuck her I don't give dick on a discount, damn Funny how I'm eating more than I ever ate But you check a nigga plate and I slimmed down, uh If you owe me money, better skip town, look Niggas getting frisked extra down, huh Facts One more word, I'ma call Joog Knight, huh, that's my mans Boy, he'll beat a nigga ass like Kimbo Slice, huh, he got hands TSA frisked me, they said I got something in my jeans, uh, big bands Baby girl on me a little too trunky for me, damn, call Lance (Facts) Dirty Ls Whip that bitch like I feel rollers on my tail Spinning corners Dirty Ls Whip that bitch like I feel rollers on my tail On my tail Dirty Ls Whip that bitch like I feel rollers on my tail Spinning corners Dirty Ls Whip that bitch like I feel rollers on my tail Whip that bitch like I feel rollers— (Look) Ayy, we in a breeze Lonestar boy like Vietnamese Beat a nigga ass like a young Mike Tyson You a Roy Jones Jr., nigga, weak in the knees Put some bass in your voice when you speaking to me I ain't tripping 'less somebody give me reason to be You ain't tough like you talk and I'm very certain You a Tweeting nigga, you a scary Persian With the inside scoop, but never in person Ring-side head-ass, Larry Merchant You a Howard Cosell, walking folk tale Halfway gangster, shit look wholesale, huh Wishing on the star it go well, huh 'Til somebody like us had enough of it Sock a nigga in the neck for the fuck of it Beat a nigga nickname off, what's his government? One more word, I'ma call Joog Knight, huh, that's my mans Boy, he'll beat a nigga ass like Kimbo Slice, huh, he got hands TSA frisked me, they said I got something in my jeans, uh, big bands Baby girl on me a little too trunky for me, damn, call Lance (Facts) Dirty Ls Whip that bitch like I feel rollers on my tail Spinning corners Dirty Ls Whip that bitch like I feel rollers on my tail On my tail Dirty Ls Whip that bitch like I feel rollers on my tail Spinning corners Dirty Ls Whip that bitch like I feel rollers on my tail Whip that bitch like I feel rollers—