Verse1 Poke her face? Nah I poke her uterus Just so she know I ain’t new to this Not firing blanks fill up her gas tank Just treating her mouf like it’s a sperm bank I’ll be Frank, you a lil Tanked So lemme fuck that pussy then smoke some dank Nah girl I ain’t gonna say Thanks To me you just one of the skanks One of the sluts so I put it in ya butt the choicest meat ya know I’m top cut Spin ya around time to bust my nut Now I blow my load like its Blunt Guts Yeah blow my wad like its full of hundos Know ya ready girl seen ya cum so Roll on over, light a P-Funk Grab some drinks get back to getting drunk Crunk skunk, ya know I’m a hunk Who Never fake the funk on a nasty dunk So come fux with ya boy, ya ho Now ya come when ya fux ya boy, like Oh Verse2 Ahhhh I’m the next Trey Songz But I sound like I got nuts and a dong Where ya at girls ain’t goin home alone Who ya think I am, Grant Mar-tone? For my jokes I atone dogg I throw ya a bone Like J. Stackhouse, got pussy overflowin Breaking levees_ my dick is heavy So go for a ride like it’s a Chevy American girl, born and bread Ya give good head, suck every last thread Now time to make tha Bedrock like Fred So go head girl and leave me brain dead Like a zombie _ with my tanks and bombs Leave ya stache like ya just ate Raisin Brahms _ Dirty Sanchez _ I’m the franchez _ Or the franchise _ ya know I supersized lemme slip between those thighs, time to rise Time to let ya eyes roll back to the skies, ha Verse3 Poke her face, it’s a Pussy embrace Now that’s a taste I just can’t replace _ who agrees with this emcee If there’s one thing, its pussy ain’t free An arm and leg, a egg and keg A steak and a cake, a big headache and later on her poor heart break She knew the stakes but charmed by my snake Ha I call him Flav Junior hard to ignore cuz he so mature looking to score he here to implore All the lil whores to get hardcore One of a kind, my dick’s couture Biggest joose head since the Jersey Shore More, more, they always want more Ya Might as well sell my shit in a store Always in demand, limited supply Lightin shit up like 4th of July Tag ya shit like a sacrifice fly Turn a blind eye to her rally cry

Man I don’t even know anymore Woke up on the floor like life’s a rock tour Gotta assure I’m not this immature Kick this life and say bonjour welcome in the next generation Hello adulthood, here’s my application Kick my fascination with celebration Hesitation that’s my occupation My transformation been imitation Illumination lost my invitation Got no indication of motivation I’m cultivating trepidation Showing signs of reservations Since graduation lost my navigation no appreciation for inspiration time for operation termination Now hold the fuck up Things are about to start looking up I see a silver lining on my coffee cup Take my game to the top like Adolf Rupp Now grow the fuck up Things are about to start looking up I see a silver lining on my coffee cup Shit maybe even get wifed up IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII – I am getting’ so outta control I need to slow my fuckin’ roll Sometime IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII – I am getting so outta control I need to slow my fuckin’ roll Sometime wait Stop the party I don’t wanna hurt nobody Wait Stop the party Give me water no more Toddy’s Wait Stop the party Slow down ain’t Ricky Bobby Shake and bake my life awake Gotta quit that wake and bake Put some stake in changing traits And learn to curb my fuckin’ hate Stop all the Pussy talk And shave off the mohawk Get back to being Ryan Coffee Monster he ain’t dying Just put him on the shelf And get back to being myself Now hold the fuck up Things are about to start looking up I see a silver lining on my coffee cup Take my game to the top like Adolf Rupp Now grow the fuck up Things are about to start looking up I see a silver lining on my coffee cup Shit maybe even get wifed up IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII – I am getting’ so outta control I need to slow my fuckin’ roll Sometime IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII – I am getting so outta control I need to slow my fuckin’ roll Sometime

I’ll make it by myself, I’ll fly With flows hotter than the sun that’ll melt the sky No freestyle yo I gottta pen my lines No dogg but throw a bone to help this guy I don’t need it, living it as a loner No girl, noone from the corner U can see me bleedin, a red cross donor To those who fly high its my mission as a stoner Don’t tell me what I don’t wanna to hear Don’t depress me yo, cuz if I gotta care I’ll turn to marijuana and a whole lotta beer Bury my feelings, so I cry not a tear Cheers, raise ya glasses Some wack ass rap that’ll amaze ya asses I’m here to try entertain the masses And leave behind all my rhymes that’s classless Showin’ flashes girls battin’ lashes but I got no stacks, I’m still cashless Paychecks steady but yo boy is ready I’m heady, but I’m also heady I’m smart, my brain state of the art Just need to dig deep and find some heart Like baseball cards I’ll make it to the Topp Or like every soccer player, I’ll flop Hook My socio and economic status On the high-side of average Ain’t tryna be melodramatic But I feel my life has gotten static X3 Sometimes the more ya say the less ya spoke just get on this heart beat like a stethoscope marathon runner I pound the streets throw on my asics and hit the concrete just another long week week, I’m a bit stressed sleep deprived my eyes won’t rest don’t test me cuz I wrote this title and I am two tired like a motorcycle Burnin’candles on both ends Strong coffee now that’s my best friend To the end helps me sharpen my pen Clear my head and focus my lens To shit on haters hope they got depends Then get so high probably catch the bends Flying to the moon, or maybe Mars Just like Lil Wayne, I could eat a star Hook

Hook (Babble) I see em riding outta town with the team I know And I'm like Fuck You (Coffee and Babble) I see ya Packing up the trucks we got the band so Colts I'm like Fuck You (Fuck the Steelers too) Say now we better, we Ravens forever Now that's whats fuckin' up (whats fuckin' up) With 52 on my chest don't fuck with the best I'm like Fuck You (and Fuck the Steelers too) Coffee New season, New Coughee Last season, its lost on me New season, more Rumpleminze Get fucked up, I don't give a shit Who we play, man up like wee bay Deep we throw, run game like Marlo Bischotti's business man like Prop Joe but We Souljas bro, we superbowl dem hoes Youuu, we smash like our opponents Lombardi trophy we tryna own it No ensalada Haloti Ngata Eating pork since days of the Kaballah we got Houshmanzadeh Seattle Seahawks, we done robbed ya Throw bombs on ya like ya worship allah King of the Jungle, We Simba Not Nala Hook Lewis got swagger like Old Spice Shake and bake, Ray Rice Dennis Dixon ready the ice Our hits are worth admission price Throw it deep to Anquan Boldin Too bad Revis ain't holdin' Out, get paid, he pouts We signed Josh Wilson for lake trout Rape the game like Rothlesberger She said no, I heard her drink Ravens bombs, get bombed fuck the world like its Lebron's Mom like Delonte West don't give a fuck Down south boyz from the city of muck Chasing rabbits for the next meal The murder weapon was stainless steel Hook Troy Smith, We cut him Too bad, ladies dug him Drew Brees and Peyton Manning We plan to Terrell Sugg 'em Big Ben is raping chicks And Tom Brady is sucking dicks Matt Leinart throws picks sicks While Dirty Sanchez bombs in Flix Hard Knocks, Oher Blocks Robert Irsay come suck my cock Chris Henry surfing trucks Jake Delhomee throwing up ducks How 'bout TO and Ocho Child Please don't say No Homo Tebow better say a prayer God ain't real, I don't care Peyton Manning rule breaker Plax still a dick taker Grant Martin number 1 hater Jessica Simpson's face a crater Give her a facial, fuck Proactiv Killa Cam I'm a pro at this Superbowl train try to catch this Like Bieber Fever laying top hits Beat ya up like a pussy In a Tiger Wood's affair Poloamalu needs that Pert Plus To get semen outcha hair Peace Graham, what up Cundiff? Head to Mother's make my drinks stiff Superbowl party blazing big spliffs COFFEE AND RUMPLEMINZE