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