Heaven On Earth

Young young young young young young yooouuunnng young moola baby

Weezy f bitch, I'm tired of ya'll hatin

I know ya head hurtin you tylanol takin mafuckers I'm the man

Just ask your ol' lady, like a true gentleman I'm after yo lady

I'm a massacre waitin' to happin fuck all this rappin boy

I get to cappin and leave you with holes like a napkin man

He gonna need napkin no a band aid no a damn grave

I am rampage jackson on a rampage step in my cage

Picture on my page printed in the best book

Come up out my left pocket with a left hook

Mamma said knock ya out, money made me block ya out

I done got the game on lock and I lock ya out

My jewelery singin' like the opra house, I done bought the phantom of the opra out

Yea, get silly now stupid man

Never save a hoe she better ask soulja boy to superman

You can bet when I sleep I'm poloed out head to feet, polo horses on my sheets, I get that from pimp c

Tall cup of dj screw, sittin on a pint of big moe

Sharper than a tack hoe, you can keep the tick toe

Yea, red scarff on my neck, red diomans lookin like red barf on my neck

Ehh

Tell my bass, nigga sue woo cause I be with more beans than ju ju

Big Bro I'm a big dog, and I don't mean fleas when I say I'm ticked off

Hahaha

Nigga I don't eva scratch, and if she throws that pussy, big dog will fetch