French

Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch vanilla

She trying to get her groove back like Stella

Grab the umbrella

When it comes to your perception of my shit I'm Helen Keller

When it comes to the perfection of my shit

I know you smell the fucking rectum

I'm like a chromosome I always X them

Like Wolverine steps in attacking a deadly weapon

I'm opening a church to sell coke and Led Zeppelin

And fuck Mary in her ass

G-Unit?

I'm fucking Goldilocks up in the forest

In the three bear house eating their motherfuckin' porridge

I tell her it's my house, give her a tour in my basement

And keep that bitch locked up in my storage

I rape her and record it, then edit it with more shit

Octopussy special effect, the wet bitches be

And please never disrespect my set with cannons

Hanging from my neck like it's a motherfuckin' circus

You little niggas better check my french

You little bitches better check my french

What time is it, huh? (Check my french!)

I said if you cop my shit you better check my french

I'm making moves, nigga, check my french

Oh, I speak English but check my french

I said your hoe be on my penis she check my french

Yeah!

What's up, assholes?