Letras:
Boston What S Your Name

barking dogs Call it bust back, attitude like fuck em all And I'm greezy and your boyfriend is a butterball What's geezy, I mean what's good, bitch is

while your family say I'm the best shit since fuckin' Struckin' 'bout an obstruction or turnin' somethin' of nothin' From more things to more things, it's

and that's the truth Wyclef will put two in your goose and use your head like the hunters do to a moose It's the L it's the O it's the V it's the E

your boat, cause your never gunna blow bitch, your just too old. No wonder your sore now, lordy your bored now, I'm pushin' 30 your kick 40's door down

that car It's mine baby, it's mine baby Gimme that loan Gimme that loan It's mine baby, it's mine baby Push that car, push that car It's mine baby, it

Show me what you got? Show me what you got? Hey ladies Who's hot, who's not? Who? Who? Who's hot, who's not? Who's hot, baby? Who's hot? Alito, I like

But the pound's loud sound'll drown you mothafucka's ears Yeah, it's Freeway young scarpper Say my name wrong, I'll lodge a bullet in your nappy hair

cheddar Yo, what's a battle emcee that can't freestyle? All those references to imaginary emcee's, come battle me Remember in Boston, you starting calling fools out? And when emcee's

anything you want, mommy's dressed up fucking runt. you're fucking lounging in daddy's fucking mansion. and all your fucking stupid names, blair and tatus that's