Yeah G-G-Gangster, what's up, Alta?
Whore, look away, I'm talking to your tits
You really think my homies want to fuck your character
All the chicks in the club want to sick gulp
Every second person on the dance floor doesn't fuck enough
I know you want it too, with a neckline down to your stomach
Right-wing groupies show what they've got and just take off their clothes from
Girl you want to rap and act emancipated
With wide pants, take Me poses, in a bad mood and unshaven
I don't understand it, I just wouldn't cover up an ass like that
Say what's the point of that shit or do you want to hide something?
Wear hot pants, stop it Get clean, train your ass until it's tight
Here's my number, call me when you're naked