[Intro]
(Thank You Fizzle)
(Smoov, what's good, baby?)
[Chorus: Ralfy the Plug]
My neck froze so I keep the chunky monkey like Ben & Jerry
She paid me to give her perky meat, missionary
I'm the truth, bitch, I'm really a situation
Say you wanna make it to the top, just give it patience
My neck froze so I keep the chunky monkey like Ben & Jerry
She paid me to give her perky meat, missionary
I'm the truth, bitch, I'm really a situation
Say you wanna make it to the top, just give it patience
[Verse 1: Ralfy the Plug]
Coach Ralfy, anonymous play callin' with different races
She say she wanna pay me 'cause she know I'm a situation
If you lookin' for Bill Nye the Science Guy, we on different pages
Just to know, you gon' keep gettin' racks just feel amazin'
Wock' and Tris comin' in by the boat so I can serve my patients
"What's them big-ass stones on your neck, Ralfy?" Them just some glaciers
In '012, it was still Givenchy and the Maisons
If you comfortable, I'll have you livin', we on different pages
There's some hundred-thousand-dollar coupes we switchin' lanes in
If you can't see the way we ballin', you must be brain dead
Nobody's safe, nigga better play possum or play dead
The only thing the Plug fond to is Franks and head
(Thank You Fizzle)
(Smoov, what's good, baby?)
[Chorus: Ralfy the Plug]
My neck froze so I keep the chunky monkey like Ben & Jerry
She paid me to give her perky meat, missionary
I'm the truth, bitch, I'm really a situation
Say you wanna make it to the top, just give it patience
My neck froze so I keep the chunky monkey like Ben & Jerry
She paid me to give her perky meat, missionary
I'm the truth, bitch, I'm really a situation
Say you wanna make it to the top, just give it patience
[Verse 1: Ralfy the Plug]
Coach Ralfy, anonymous play callin' with different races
She say she wanna pay me 'cause she know I'm a situation
If you lookin' for Bill Nye the Science Guy, we on different pages
Just to know, you gon' keep gettin' racks just feel amazin'
Wock' and Tris comin' in by the boat so I can serve my patients
"What's them big-ass stones on your neck, Ralfy?" Them just some glaciers
In '012, it was still Givenchy and the Maisons
If you comfortable, I'll have you livin', we on different pages
There's some hundred-thousand-dollar coupes we switchin' lanes in
If you can't see the way we ballin', you must be brain dead
Nobody's safe, nigga better play possum or play dead
The only thing the Plug fond to is Franks and head
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