[Intro]
(Beat that motherfucker up, Quad)
[Chorus]
"Ralfy, you stink", that's just the dog shit on me
Too busy shittin' on niggas, damn near clogged the toilet
She like, "I can't fuck with you, Ralfy, you was doggin' my homie"
'Cause she was out freely catchin' more balls than goalies
"Ralfy, you stink", that's just the dog shit on me
Too busy shittin' on niggas, damn near clogged the toilet
She like, "I can't fuck with you, Ralfy, you was doggin' my homie"
'Cause she was out freely catchin' more balls than goalies
[Verse 1]
This a meatloaf in my pocket, a hundiddy
If you tired of not makin' no money, bitch, come with me
He thought I was lackin', but I brought big pun with me
Don't call it a Nick Cannon unless you got a drum [?]
I just hop in the booth and start havin' fun with it
Engineer know not to stop the beat until I'm done trippin'
You gon' pay mе or not, bitch? Make a grown decision
Bitch, I want it all, we ain't doin' no division
Whеn I'm lookin' for you, head and bread to be specific
Bitch actin' like a fag, I'm back on my Grinch shit
Breakdance in Mei Ling house with dog shit on me
They like, "Ralfy, you stink", that's just the dog shit on me
Shittin' on niggas, flushin' loafs, damn near clogged the toilet
Hatin' on my comments 'cause I'm ballin' on 'em
I'm goin' crazy in the booth like I'm claustrophobic
Bitch pulled up with a loaf and she brought some lotion, the Plug
(Beat that motherfucker up, Quad)
[Chorus]
"Ralfy, you stink", that's just the dog shit on me
Too busy shittin' on niggas, damn near clogged the toilet
She like, "I can't fuck with you, Ralfy, you was doggin' my homie"
'Cause she was out freely catchin' more balls than goalies
"Ralfy, you stink", that's just the dog shit on me
Too busy shittin' on niggas, damn near clogged the toilet
She like, "I can't fuck with you, Ralfy, you was doggin' my homie"
'Cause she was out freely catchin' more balls than goalies
[Verse 1]
This a meatloaf in my pocket, a hundiddy
If you tired of not makin' no money, bitch, come with me
He thought I was lackin', but I brought big pun with me
Don't call it a Nick Cannon unless you got a drum [?]
I just hop in the booth and start havin' fun with it
Engineer know not to stop the beat until I'm done trippin'
You gon' pay mе or not, bitch? Make a grown decision
Bitch, I want it all, we ain't doin' no division
Whеn I'm lookin' for you, head and bread to be specific
Bitch actin' like a fag, I'm back on my Grinch shit
Breakdance in Mei Ling house with dog shit on me
They like, "Ralfy, you stink", that's just the dog shit on me
Shittin' on niggas, flushin' loafs, damn near clogged the toilet
Hatin' on my comments 'cause I'm ballin' on 'em
I'm goin' crazy in the booth like I'm claustrophobic
Bitch pulled up with a loaf and she brought some lotion, the Plug
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