VERSE ONE:
Inebriated off the weed shit
Got it on lock and the key stick
I ain't never been in no cast for
trippin off none of you wack hoes
It's LastO -- so gag ho
Body was made by Bowflex
I'm the best and a boat is wet
that's obvious type "duh" shit
I'm the showstopper, show stop, none of them niggas wanna go next
Got no flops, just four pots on four burners I'm so hot
Spherical -- round of applause for my weary toes
Got weary toes cuz i run shit
Gon do shit, done done shit
Saint Louis I claim that
Some niggas where I came from
would rather I didn't claim that
But I'm not from they part
I'm face to face with onslaught
Well on guard til I'm on off
tell these muh-fuckas how I do (it's poppin)

HOOK:
Truth be told
I might not be
Who they was rootin for
Who they would like to see
But where my work's concerned
Baby that work is done
Tell these muthafuckas what I do
I get it poppin
It's poppin (x3): 34th or 42nd
It's poppin (x3): like 34th or 42nd
It's poppin (x3): 34th or 42nd
Tell these muthafuckas what I do

VERSE TWO:
Won’t even think it out
Four letter words… right out my kinky mouth
Oh I’m not they cup of Nestea – well they Jet Li: expendable
Karate chop
Like Molly’s popped, like Molly’s popped
Flow on drugs like Molly’s popped
And these niggas need work in a body shop
Decepticons, not Autobots: Transformed
Nigga hot – touch me and your hand’s warm
Wherever I stand – that man lower
Land or sea – that’s man lower
My shit like hand to hand maneuver
Toss and flip that man over
Pine box: my career
Six feet deep in a sandlot
But my foot been up they ass so long got brown shoes; got tan sox
Sub tweets, makin’ songs…
When will all my Stans stop?
Sir Stan-a-lot; stan for me
Trying to get a penny off who?
Ya’ll niggas chose the harder way
Ya'll name should be Anfernee
Don't need no hateration no holleration in that Dance'ree
If you want; come dance with me
Get embarrassed so ya fans can see
Tell these muthafuckas what I do (it's poppin)

HOOK:

VERSE THREE:
Money in the pocket!
Shop for my suits
Cock then i shoot
Fakin alla that gangsta shit
I front if I want
Hop up off my thang or dick
Mispronounce my name and shit
Its LastO not Offence
Ya'll stuck on stupid; ya'll toes stick
Been up off that ho shit
But ya'll suck; I swallow
I'll swallow up this whole shit
Ozone -- who got more holes is it your story and shit?
Or is it ozone bitch?
My money's on your shit
T-shirt and these jeans it is not fashion week but they ask for me like Last, at last, amen, let the pastor speak
that's blas-phemy
But I got on this here graphic tee
It say I don't give a fuck
Keeps them boys from asking me
Got themselves a GED in making them lil mp3s
I got a degree, doctorate: a phd
In here poppin shit
Play, rewind, then replay me
Tell these muhfuckas how I do

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