Thank you, man

How you doing, man

How are you, friend

Is it me that's spinning

Or is it the room was born a little too pretty

Sometimes I get confused

I want some babies I can feed with a silver spoon

And drop them off in the hood so they can know how it could

They don't sell my jersey in malls, but I think y'all should

You ain't seen nobody going this crazy from the baseline

Now I'm trying to figure out what's gonna be the bassline

Trying to shake some waistlines as long as y'all copasthetic

Baby, I'm fine

With a step seven angel

Heartbeat of a menace

Everybody doing this for the first time and you better not forget it

And please don't fidget around me

Look, I done took plenty steps in not being so low key

Always love those who acknowledge your pet peeves

Don't think you about to split partitions around me

Started out far out trying to get to gnarly

Be ready to dive out whatever your cause be

What the hell you talking about the rules, folks

Look, we're about to go to Benihana, eat good, we in the mag

We're going to Benihana, I'm hungry

We got money, we in the mag

We doing good, let's go

So we got in the car and rode away

Probably headed to Benihana

We buying, we can buy it. Come call me