Turn da bottles upside down The bingo linggo is right up here No need to estimate Ain't show 'em what you got Coz the feminine swag is right in front of you
Hit da spot,break 'em low Erbody's on the floor,hot & cold The center of attraction is here we go Sweat like it's the end of the court Make some noise,the battle is not yet done
Here is the piece of my paper Sonnet to Haiku,get 'em yours While i make my lyrics out of it I bet you to sing this song Coz It's you that I crack the most
Fly high coz im so high This super legacy of mine Is not yet over,bring me to the court And I'll make you cry while you can run Too fast to drift out of your collateral words
***** bootsy,shakin' ya ***** The tingga ling, bling bling mingle naw to da floor Ain't gonna lose coz this **** got me pumpin' Now I can drop ya to the floor Coz it's fresh like a g6
Now I can flip ma hair to ya gorges face So wassup now! And you can tumblin' down to my feet Look what i've got, Its a brand new style Now spin it while you can And Open ya eyes coz dis ain't a dream
Mine is a simple yet i can make you blown out of it From A to Z,the lines are getting ahead Loads of fans while I can make ma audience jump to their seats Scream to the screen,while I can star struck you to my voice Back Off now,while It's not too late
This is a response to Chuck's gangsta poet. This is just a poem/P.S to the rappers out there not intend meanly.