comin' up shorter than five Danny DeVitos I'm on a cool ranch, get laid more than Fritos With five strippers, four wives and three amigos I go scuba
, I am Lou Ferrigno Green Benzito, rim big like my ego Bricks come from Chico and my old school amigo They call me Action Jackson like my first name, Tito The first chain three
you're on the run you'll get numb see Whoa, let me help you, amigo Hollywood meet Bollywood and Brooklyn on the drums Ladies and gentlemen, straight from
dippin' on that man, who that be? Timbaland, now haters wanna get at me Just because we three brothers dippin' in the fly ride We don't care though, nigga we just three
face down in front of Gold now three kings come to Clubs command but the angels from the sky did ride three kings up on the streets of Gold three fireballs
one? Here it come fool I got my dick in my hand, come and get some Damn, I'm tired of fake motherfuckers gettin pesos Sorry-ass amigos screamin like
hard as women, watch it silly stunt, just ask the pilgrims I was strong from the get go, I'm not Lou Ferringo I never caught the cooties from a fluzy
but sex kept me out Hey yo honey, what the fuck you riffin' about? Love should have brought me home but sex kept me out (lesson three, lesson three, lesson three, lesson three
East you ever saw An outlaw, my horse drinkin' water from the reservoir Time to ride again until next time to draw "Ten nine eight seven six five four Three
wit the ruckest get bruised, battered and scarred Guess who, punk chump, your brain jus blew It's the originoo gun clappa two Rushin through, three on three
bitch that you are Fuckin' wit' the ruckest get bruised, battered and scarred Guess who, punk chump, your brain just blew It's the original gun clappa two Rushin' through, three on three
watch be flaring but hot see Got these from my nigga Vatche How big your blanks be, ain't nothin scot-free I'm ready to cop three, talk to me papi before
'all broke, y'all job just hanging up clothes Step to me get burnt like toast, muthafuckas adios amigos Halves halves wholes wholes, I don't brag I mostly boast From
named Ricky, from the Bronx, cold wop city Thugged out, shoot his gat mad sickly I laid low, called Big Pun and Fat Joe Them niggaz my click, we three amigos
Ray: When Uncle Sam called us up, We hit that Eastern Sand, Fought like Hell for three long years, In that South Asian Land, Clint: We met a few foreign
and ordered some okey doke Forty minutes later there came a knock at the door In walked this big bad ass baboom into my bedroom with three monkey whores
) from club to club Im making it rain(rain) Im here so much that yall know my name I'm so on fire they call me Mr.Propane me and my three amigos to
who that be? TIM-BA-land, now haters wanna get at me Just because we three brothers dippin in the FLY RIDE He don't care though, nigga we just three FLY