I still can admit when I'm afraid Watch me ride a beat like a surfer ride a wave Oh man body lookin' like Conan Plus I'm a dread like I'm part of Dave
, a David Copperfield-like magic trick Make a rapper disappear while I get set to brag a bit But hold a sec, before I go ahead and take a stab at it I
oodles and oodles of O's ya know They givin' oodles of O's and O's And oodles and oodles and oodles of O's ya know They givin' oodles of O's and O's And
may be trouble but guys are trouble too You're a compulsive liar you mind is full of dirt All you do is worry about what's up a girls skirt You cant
drawers Jumped on top and did not pause For a second or a minute, half hour or more She treated me like I was goin to war Like in Crackerjacks I got my
I'd be in the Aftermath Bumpin gangsta rap shit, down to blast for cash Cause from Eazy-E, to D.O.C., to D.P.G. started from that S.O.B., D.R.E. Like
a dumb ho, Bridgette was a dumb ho Bridgette, Bridgette, I'd wear a rubber if I were you, yo, Bridgette was a dumb ho, Bridgette was a dumb ho [N.W.A
ante up on the fin, and let's go get us a sack Serve til we got a custom 'Llac, hustlin' packs 'til a nigga bust, then we bustin' back Guys that'll roll
buy more beer. When our teams win it all, all we get's a rolling rally, And every goddamn function's MC'd by Mike O'mally. It's 2008 and new kids are
rhyming standing beside a big old white bear Neither one of us fight fair, you are literally looking at Woody and Wesley in a movie With a white boy
we do things (uh)Right now (uh), whachu bout to hear (uh, yea) whachu bout to witness [Fab] F A B O L O U S [Clue](O L O U S!) [Clue]Come on, my man
a guy with a wrench MARY: Ha ha ha... LARRY: You like that, huh? I told you you'd love it... It's a way of life! ROAD CREW CHORUS: The guys in the
SCENE FIVE THE WET T-SHIRT CONTEST After a few weeks on the bus, being porked by Toad-O's road crew, and being too exhausted to do their laundry on a
a guy from a group . . . Howard: Wow! Mark: BUT HE'S GOTTA HAVE A DICK! Howard: NO! Mark: AND HE'S GOTTA HAVE A DICK THAT'S A MONSTER!! Howard: WAAAAAAAAH
scare me on a trip My jet skis ridin' in Miami with a chick Thats thick A hollow tip Could turn ya man into a bitch Have him hidin' in the closet by the
, if you wanna run in his crib-o, get ditto, skate like a limo And jet to the flyest estate, relate take a break Break down an eighth and then wait drop it like
record you have a smile on your face Cause we're the men that's gonna rock the place We're like a peel of a lemon, juice of a lime The same Bat channel
hid the waste Need a replacement killa, hustle dope shit so I'm a drug dealer So for real-a, on point wit the nine mill-a Straight give a nigga guillotine
