[Intro: DyMe-A-DuZiN]
Guess we'll [?], when we come through, just give us [?] and we can just go, uh
I'm on my Diddy
What? Huh? No
[?]

[Verse 1: DyMe-A-DuZiN]
Equipped with ragin' hormones, to make your whore moan
With more tricks to give her a tummy ache and sore bones
You should see from the last jump that I had
She jumped in my Jag' and couldn't walk straight for a month and a half
See, with these broads, I have not a bit of sympathy
Used to fein to get some, it hit me like an epiphany
That they didn't wanna get with me 'til I flicked in the business
With the sickenin' on a stick of anything which they see
I walk through the streets, flabbergasted
A trappin' hat in the summer, bashin' out in front of active traffic
Inspector Gadget, whippin' it at warp speed
To make your boy' old girl tease on this massive package
I'm the modern day Michael Jackson
Kickin' iggas while spinnin' inside of cyphers, rappin'
Burnin' with your chick inside a cabin
She be sobbin', dreamin' for semen, she's wetter then a cytoplasm
My screws loose, I'm a huge coop
I be talkin' to myself and blamin' it on my Bluetooth
Go 'head, blame it on the Goose, boo
'Cause I shut that tail down like Andropolous' YouTube
Dyme is the man, power in my hands
Fappin' to the jerk dance and Power Ranger pants
How dumb are you to think that you would've ever stand a chance?
You softer than a flower, I'm devourin' your man
I made the Freshman, but they kicked me out
Sent a self-destructive message to double X and send 'em to Biggie's house, uh
They keep askin' what this kid's about, I'm 'bout bustin' in ya chicken's mouth
Im livin' in my mind, get me out, and I'm about take my shit and bounce
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