Who wanna suck on dat puss who? Imemememe
Bounce off on them foes bounce Bounce off foes foes
Who wanna suck on dat puss who? Imemememe
Bounce off on them foes
Bouncin bouncin off on them foes foes
Who wana suck on dat puss who? Imemememe
Bounce off on them foes bounce Bounce off foes foes
Who wanna suck on dat puss who? Imemememe
Bounce off on them foes
Bouncin bouncin off on them foes foes
Os to past chapters
Chop some mo far east raptors
N ima cop helicopters
To blast all them fake ninjas
Watch my highlight reel
Take you to the ferries wheel
Jito mo ninja appeal
He hood he so real
Ninja look so surreal
Ninja be movin up hills
These be all done deal
Cased sealed this foreal
10k put on my meal
Coolaid servin all chilled
Bouce off on them foes
We been selling them shows
Jitomo ufo
Yo bitch been lickin my toes
Yo bitch been lickin my toes
Talk about that ninja we get it down, i Juh bounce off on them foes
Choppin on them rice cake, we might Juh bout to hit that snow
You know how we juh get it down, ninja Trippin on fos fos
We juh chopped all them chow mein we Gon juh bout to hit that snow
Who wana suck on dat puss who? Imemememe
Bounce off on them foes bounce Bounce off foes foes
Who wanna suck on dat puss who? Imemememe
Bounce off on them foes
Bouncin bouncin off on them foes foes
Who wana suck on dat puss who? Imemememe
Bounce off on them foes bounce Bounce off foes foes
Who wanna suck on dat puss who? Imemememe
Bounce off on them foes
Bouncin bouncin off on them foes foes
I mean ok I got it you don’t gotta tell me twice
Put that rice where you ate girl go ahead girl
Better get your own sticky rice
Sticky icky mine sticky icky shlay you right
Snout on my sauce now
Out of my sight now out of my mind now
You choking in my booth it’s a buffet Cherry pie
Eye candy baby I’m all yours I had to tell her twice
Fucc all dat digital iclout mayne I had claim what’s mine
Who wanna suck on dat puss Imememe I make her mine meow
Dis shit sound like I’m on Dora the explorer
U kno me my kicks we balling out the hook ups
Dis shit sound like Big Red Clifford on rerun
Mayne my Midas Touch I’m on the cook up
I’m in the booth ya dis my booth
No signals in my booth
No voodoo in my booth
No roof up in the booth
The Fortune Cookie’s Mine
Im in the booth ya dis my booth
No signals in my booth
No voodoo in my booth
No roof up in the booth
The Fortune Cookie’s Mine
Call me Miss Fortune Cookie,
ALL-YOU-CAN-EAT
Call me Miss Fortune Cookie,
ALL-YOU-CAN-EAT
Call me Miss Fortune Cookie,
ALL-YOU-CAN-EAT
Call me Miss Fortune Cookie,
ALL-YOU-CAN-EAT
Claustrophobic choke up Alice-adness: “I can’t believe what I see”
That’s my Tinkler Bella with the clicker
That’s my Tinkler Bella with the clicker
All These Bad Bichons Wanna Dance On Me
All These Bad Bichons Wanna Dance On Me
All These Mad Bichons Wanna Troll On Me
All These Mad Bichons Wanna Troll On Me
Call me Miss Fortune Cookie,
ALL-YOU-CAN-EAT
ALL-YOU-CAN-EAT
ALL-YOU-CAN-EAT