[Chorus]Can I kick it? (yes you can) {*3X*}Well I'm gone (go
on then)Can I kick it,to all my people who get wicked like Sage
doesbefore this did you know what my real name wasPaul Francis
acting like he's on the same drugsNever even felt the
authects of a strange buzzYou never ever catch me holding a beer
mugYour talking shit like as if you was a real thugif that's
true lick a shot BUCK feel the slugthat's what you get for
totin guns like you were Elmer FuddI'm selling tapes for
three bones wanna catch a dub?this shit is dope kid it makes you
wanna cut the rugilluminaties got every part of my body buggedthe
micro chip is in your wrist now give it a tugbe nice to females
give a bitch a hugTriple X styles comin cleaner than your tubyou
better tell your girl about it because she's a scrubA big
brow never had a nip in the buddroppin me her seven digits while
i'm in the clubtalkin bout I look I need a back rubson
she's a natural disaster like a flash floodi ain't
playin dawg you better go test her blooduntil your positive
she's negative don't make no lovewith or without a
glove, you know what i'm speaking ofthe cub scouts try and
jump into the briney shrubsbehind the bush turn a back push into
a shovewhat you thinkin tryin bring the underground above?AOI
make you cry like a dove,for that shit,for that shit(chorus)