Mooronic - J Byrd, Nacho Picasso

She give me big head: Easter Island

Eat the cake bitch, lick the icing

I’m the Ice King, smoked like nice dreams

All my lactose bitches get rice cream

I know Asian bitches like Bai Ling

And they buy lean, drive with their high beams

No stylist, I’m styling

Just me, myself, fuck Irene

I done seen more water than viking

And I’m always pressed for time, no dry clean

You ain’t got no game, like a bye week

And your girl ain’t tame, she just a shy freak

I cracked the chick too easy, she like a dry sweep

And since she tried coca, nigga can’t buy sleep

Cause she toss and turn, and got dry feet

I tried to take her out but she was like «My treat»

Triple stackin', only got to put four on it

Moor Gang smoke more chronic

I be looking like Mickey Rourke in Bullet

Give a fuck about a gun, either pull it, or cool it

I’m running with the bulls, I’m not running with the bullshit

So what you got a full clip?

That just mean that you ain’t use shit

I’m wavy as a cruise ship

Music’s what I do bitch

Without it, I might lose it

Easy might go ruthless

Forgive me, I go boofless

I just do this, no excuses

Got short fuses and long nooses

Cups are useless, they leave deuces

I’m the shit, I’m so

On my back, they’re masseuses

All my mistresses Medusa’s

Green not black chick

Be a devil in a blue dress

In a new dress and she knew it

Be a Buddhist and a nudist

For that moolah she’a do this

She be goblin she be ghoulish

Eddie Griffin, she be foolish

Bitch is gutter, heart of sewage

I’m a cutter, pass the