Little King Kong

Fuckin' sick, what are you gonna do about it [Verse 1] Okie dokie. Madchild relocate, smash phone and rotate Stab with a dull blade Love gone quick like flash bamboo First thought if I see him imma smash that goof but, try to be wiser, try to surprise her, try to devise a new plan Can't be won, Mad can't be done must be champion Light at end of tunnel but I can't see none King Kong, black gucci belt and a gold blazer. Valium, hot bubble bath and a cold razor God drops off gift right in front of me. First night out meet girl shine stunningly. I quite cunningly grip this honey bee Come back suddenly, be funny, she's money. Feels like she's talking to a serpent, work it. I can feel the nervousness Thanks she's a perfect gift I'm fly like Hancock, I'm Bangkok dangerous Bang From Van to Los Angeles Half Asian, small blonde and green eyes Thank god she feel real nice