Dalai Lama

Like that type shit
Oh, like that, that's the move right there
Fuck, ay, yeah, okay, like

Eenie, meenie, miney, moe
Catch a thottie by the toe
If she bad, I'm jumpin' in that pussy like Geronimo, woo
Bitch, got ya nose
Lucky Charm, pot of gold
If it's time to go, then vamonos, she

Catch me riding in a Honda
I just popped a tire, missed my dinner with Obama
Every single night, rockin' Polo my pajamas
I just did some lines with the fuckin' Dalai Lama
Comma, comma, comma, oh
Spend a bag, make it back, baby, oh, oh, oh
Ring got rubies like I'm Max, baby, oh, oh, oh
Johnny Cash, how I act, baby, oh, oh, oh
I ain't over 'til the fat lady, oh, oh, oh

Yeah, yeah, okay, like
Peter Piper picked this pack of pressure that I'm smoking up
Mama told me that I would make I mil' and marry Oprah
Leave her for a chick that look like she could suck the ocean up
Ooh, bitch, open up, not my type, but close enough
Woo! My level hit max, sit back and relax
I'm living like a castaway
Unbutton my pants, I get a lap dance from a young Anne Hathaway
Don't wanna do this, don't wanna do that
Somebody go and ask the maid
And everyday, they

Catch me riding in a Honda
I just popped a tire, missed my dinner with Obama
Every single night, rockin' Polo my pajamas
I just did some lines with the fuckin' Dalai Lama
Comma, comma, comma, oh
Spend a bag, make it back, baby, oh, oh, oh
Ring got rubies like I'm Max, baby, oh, oh, oh
Johnny Cash, how I act, baby, oh, oh, oh
I ain't over 'til the fat lady, oh, oh, oh

Ooh, ooh, ooh
On my tippy toes, lookin' for big titty hoes
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Shotgun Willy go adios and finito

That's the one, woo