Hamster Party
Come on den let's feel the rhythm
We finna get 'em, only you can get this sorta mission
She sorta cryptic with it maybe she belong in prison
Or not in good condition maybe I can fix itching
The body scratching it hurts and now I feel the rage
I body bag her in the hearse now she gon' feel the pain
The Audi crash up in the curb she stole the wheel again
Shawty insane I'm pumping the breaks but she broke the gage
Follow the game
No time to think it
Don't wanna leak it
Do what the body's told to peak at
U best beliеve it
Don't bother poppin' other prеsets
Or flop and be wack
Big poppas back with lots of big stacks
And lots of bees wax
I'm Barry bonds with lots of potion
No overdoing all karma link up back to notions
Of flowing motions
Mr. Leos came to coast in
And motor boat it
So miss the bitchin and just go in
The Groen ocean
The Groen ocean
You found another guy in town
I thought we were sacred but now I am drowning
I am reaching for your love but then I
Prefer the
Rice and moldy chow
Six senses on the Johnson's house
Bitch wicked with her bingo rounds
I'm a freaky little packing king Kong
Is this so wrong to be a
Verbal shaman with a side of cow
This seems like a plateau in my sound
Is this something that you talk about

Sick burned image inside my dome just finish
My own develop tension
And cry to longing kitchen
And pack up my petition
I redefine the vision
I pick a pie to give in
You whine and sigh and bitching
Now recognize my time when i was helping you for nothing
When I crystallize my dirty lungs I'm breathing out the thuggery
I slide to the left and then slide to right
Is this what you want? Am I so fine?
I pissing 'em off and I feel so alive
I got God my heart and he's alive
Don't pick it up I'll pack it up
And throw it in the Acura
Don't over flow the aqueduct
We pouring up the other stuff
From Pakistan in plastic cans
The mood then changed from casket plans
To grabbing hands in breakfast land
My God the feelings everlasting
My darling your my ting
Ur body so unique
You'll be gone by next week
Let me put you in my ring
Bing searching your degree
Hamster party on ya team
Tanner tommy had a fling
Camera caught 'em in the scene

You found another guy in town
I thought we were sacred but now I am drowning
I am reaching for your love but then I
Prefer the
Rice and moldy chow
Six senses on the Johnson's house
Bitch wicked with her bingo rounds
I'm a freaky little packing king Kong
Is this so wrong to be a
Verbal shaman with a side of cow
This seems like a plateau in my sound
Is this something that you talk about