I just hit my noggin right on top of the Hubble Still bop my bloody top, when we rock on the rubble Summer nights is never hot when I go out and spew snow I might just toboggan up in Iraq, I am too cold Ain't no way around it, iggas looking for loopholes This origami paper coming In like its two fold Told Lew I would pay for him and his beautiful Jewfro And ill pay for my women these P Hensons and Kudrows But who knows Might be punks, might be square I couldn't write this luck, and try to be fair I gotta pour one out, for bouls ain't here While they curse us out, and they worse for wear Her purse is purple, shape so pear She prolly straight as circles, but not as spheres You know I holla wassup, she don't look mad I gotta wait till we bare, to know where we at Yuh PopOff, young boul young boul Take a lock off, I'm cool I'm cool Tryna quiet down, if you not down Don't you ask of all these illas how they got out PopOff, young boul young boul Take a lock off, I'm cool I'm cool Tryna quiet down, if you not down Don't you ask of all these illas how they got out Shimmy shimmy yay shimmy yuh She gone play drill shit, I'm a play dub On a Tuesday, saying uckfay what a fool say Buck wild, bubby finna bump it wit a screw face You know what the school say "Turn that down" I had to irk mr. brown, to earn that crown If life's a class, I'm her circus clown Sure as summer's hot, I would run about Forgetting my direction Grade A work couldn't hide you from detention If I don't oblige, I could learn another lesson How to piss off the jive thirty-something year old professors I guess it's impressive That I could get here (This song is so fucking annoying wtf) PopOff, young boul young boul Take a lock off, I'm cool I'm cool Tryna quiet down, if you not down Don't you ask of all these illas how they got out PopOff, young boul young boul Take a lock off, I'm cool I'm cool Tryna quiet down, if you not down Don't you ask of all these illas how they got out (You gone see me up there, that's all I'm finna say, you gone see)