Yosemite Sam E

Yeah. Let's go. Cash! Yeah, yeah, uh, uh, Yeah. She a lil baddie, uh. Skip to my lou when I call, say, "Daddy." Get down in the kitchen and she roll me A fatty. Swallow, spit it, disappear like magic. Nasty. Bad lil bitch. Matter of fact, you fuckin' lil brat. How they let you out with a ass like That? Run up these bands 'cause shorty, you stacked. I don't romance, I don't need to hold hands. Just hold this shit down while I'm chasing this Bag. Fuck your ex-man, seen the stick in Iran. Go Yosemite Sam if you want it, we can. Dig what I'm sayin'? The chopper go sprayin'. Make him do bachata or the salsa, no playin'. Run these plays up, easy like layups. Word to my haters, done fucked the feng shui Up. I'm way up. Don't try me, don't say Nothin'. Fuck the police, they won't save ya. You runnin' OC, boy, I'm dryin' your wave up. Sharks in the water movin' fish, so stay up, Player. Hey, love. Better get your mans 'fore you end up in The paper. Turn him to a plant in the Dirt to his face and we be smokin' opps By the packs and the flavors. Fla-fla-flavors, flavors, flavors. Fla-fla-flavors, flavors, flavors. Go Yosemite Sam if you want it, we can. Go-go-go Yosemite Sam if you want it, we can.