Ahha Ras Kass

[Intro: Ras Kass]
Ah!
What's crack-a-lackin
C-Arson! shit
Ya know

DJ Da Boy

Brooklyn's Onasis
It goes:

[Hook: Ras Kass]
Ahha!
If you like the way it goes, keep it ra-ra!
Big drank, money and hoes! Look at ma-ma!
Ooh-wee! Losing her clothes. You get na-da!
Bitch please go work them poles!
Ahha!
If you like the way it goes, keep it ra-ra!
Big drank, money and hoes! Look at ma-ma!
Ooh-wee! Losing her clothes. You get na-da!
Go work them Cap'n-Save-a-Hoes!

[Verse One: Ras Kass]
These niggas rowdy-rowdy!
Never rains in Southern Cali -- only cloudy! How we
Hit the Valley in black Denalis like I am Johnny Gotti's
Street army that rock Armani!
Sorry somebody's baby mammy got fucked liked Oochie Wally Wally!
Probably, I'll be
Arriving tardy at my platinum party --
Poppin' wheelies on a Ducati! {phew!}
Bacardi got me
Arrogant, grouchy and cocky like jockey
I be too complicated to copy;
Can't stop me or cock-block me
Or block this craving for broccoli
My nuts' too big homey; they got me walking nutty!
I pop three collars at a time --
That's mine, my dime's, and every rhyme -- oh whoa!