you'll sneak up and knock on that door That's all brother you'll knock no more You may run on for a long time Run on for a long time, Run on for a long
or else I'ma put her in her sneakers Wow (wow, wow) you can catch me in all black with no smile Me, Turk, G'z and ouch - chicka-POW! How come these niggaz
hangin on the scene Kangaroos rolled by -- but I was clean ? ? got my tiger skin suit Hair braided up and my jungle brother boots Hopped on the vine and
know you want it Don't stop, get it, get it, bitches betta get up on it Sit up on it shawty, get up on it See when I spit up on it, shit up all over
on it, jump on it, jump on it... Kemosabi, jump on it, jump on it, jump on it... Custer, jump on it, jump on it, jump on it... Apache, jump on it, jump
t stop You know the biz when a playa grabbin you on yo crotch You know the biz when I'm rubbin you, all on yo tits You know the biz when I'm tounge-kissin you on
, ok) You only rap over techno now? (Wow) So you went to NYC, huh? (Ok, ok) Do people even like that sound? (Wow) Wow Now, when it loops on me Gotta
pounds in my hustle town Come around fuck 'em down with my underground Puffin' pow-wow clouds in my t.p. But my hina' hollerin' release me Prime time like shines on
thou shall, respect me bloa, bloa Clap, clap, pow, pow, bow down, nigga Be in Columbus never seen Bow Wow, nope We big dogs, all on the chow down Chow
back by kid rock g Now even white bitches in the subberbs they jock me With a smile pow wow they want this getto thing So pow wow freaky chow, and ima
