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Pull up in a Citroen GS Make your bitch undress In a nip, she'll be moaning As I de-stress I confess that I think you're a suss cunt Urban Dumb cunt Hit the bourbon I'm swerving Through the daycare Devil may care And I'm looking debonair In a Chevy Bel-Air I'm where Where ya he Where Well I never am Fifty cal to a fist fight Then I retire to my lead lighting I've got henchmen for fighting You should probably should be frightened Send for your head and it's brought on a platter Above all the splatter Boost my beats bouncing fatter Than your Nan oh she's lovely Sipping bubbly Watching Thai ladyboy rugby Shouts out to Slinger I'm cleaner than a Zinger box Just as oily Hit your doily At a boily Above all the splatter Noost my beats bouncing fatter Than your Nan oh she's lovely Sipping bubbly Watching Thai ladyboy rugby Shout out to Slinger Cleaner than a Zinger box Just as oily As a doily Oh yeah You know it's At a boily Don't even know how to top this shit eh Don't even know how to top this shit eh Don't even know how to top this shit eh Don't even know how to top Hit the burb and I swerve yah Hit the bourbon I swerve yah Hit the burb Hit the bourbon I swerve ya Hit the bourbon I swerve ya Cause after my last album I didn't know how to top that shit So I thought I'd come back And make another classic Yeah taking y'all up again For one dollar, one dollar, one dollar, one dollar That's one thousand, one hundred and eleven dollars Uh cause I don't even know how to top that shit That's pretty Fucking expensive for an album yo But Wu-Tang got the crown Wu-Tang got the crown Wu-Tang got the crown, Wu Wu Wu Outcome is Kritikal Kritikal Sound You heard that track before, yo Heard that track before, yo Mathematics Blast your brain Bow Don't even know how to top this shit eh Don't even know how to top this shit eh Don't even know how to top this shit eh Don't even know how to top