Y’all gotta know me I’m fresh like lettuce
And [bad word] so horny wanna eat me like rabbits
In the back of the room filled with them gadgets
I call her iTouch her sister iPhone and she bag it

Y’all gotta know me like I’m the one up in the sky
Never mind somebody business I’m concerned about mine
I know a thing about time, gold watch,
Time machine, and Air Dunks from 89

So if ya’ll don’t know me then you prolly crazy
And I’m so brainy my tutor [bad word] gave me
This appetite to destroy and appetite for toys
I play with big body Ranges and spaceship Mercedes [bad word] you gotta know me like ABC
I sip [bad word] in the back of the party out the
Pink Barbie cup yet they know what’s up
I’m [bad word] to the bone pop a pill and re-up