Dalai Lama

Ahh, like that type shit Oh, like that, that's the move right there Fuck, ayy, yeah, okay, like Eenie, meenie, miney, moe, catch a thottie by the toe If she bad, I'm jumpin' in that pussy like Geronimo Ooh, bitch, got ya nose, Lucky Charm, pot of gold If it's time to go, then vamonos, she Catch me riding in a Honda I just popped a tire, missed my dinner with Obama Every single night, rockin' Polo my pajamas I just did some lines with the fuckin' Dalai Lama Comma, comma, comma, oh Spend a bag, make it back, baby, oh Ring got rubies like I'm Max, baby, oh Johnny Cash, how I act, baby, oh It ain't over 'til the fat lady, oh Yeah, yeah, okay Like Peter Piper picked this pack of pressure that I'm smokin' up Mama told me I would make a mill' and marry Oprah Leave her for a chick that look like she could suck the ocean up Ooh, bitch open up, not my type, but close enough Whoo, my level hit max, sit back, relax, I'm living like a castaway Unbutton my pants, I get a lap dance from a young Anne Hathaway Don't wanna do this, don't wanna do that, somebody go ask the maid And every day They catch me riding in a Honda I just popped a tire, missed my dinner with Obama Every single night, rockin' Polo my pajamas I just did some lines with the fuckin' Dalai Lama Comma, comma, comma, oh Spend a bag, make it back, baby, oh Ring got rubies like I'm Max, baby, oh Johnny Cash, how I act, baby, oh It ain't over 'til the fat lady, oh (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) On my tippy-toes looking for big titty hoes (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) Shotgun Willy go adios and finito That's the one, whoo