Lyrics of Sandwiches

Get on down
Yo, this is the little lunatic
You know what i'm sayin'?
Straight outta buck show, fuck that

It's like this y'all, it's like this y'all
I woke up to the wall and took a piss y'all
Nigga pop the beat right up on the panel
When you see beyond your shit don't fuck with the channel
Or the antenna, slap a funky moranna on the ass
Cock back my cock and blast

Boom i juice, they love the one i produce for 'em
I floor 'em donkey styles, nigga be sleepin' man
And they hoes go out if i catch the bitch alone
(forget about)

Punk, now what you gonna do sausage
When i take your bitch home and fuck her hard
With my ostrich size dick
Bitch gets hypnotized quick
Then i flip her little ass like a side kick
(word)

The name's not bond, so come on and pass me the light
Or the hydro chron, bust it
I make bitches make me sandwiches
And scratch my ass when it itches
Very nice, did you hear the rhyme?