hit him up two times   three'd be hat trick   gave him more shots than the pediatrics   came to his house and shot his left hand out   left him with more scars than Mr. Def Jam South   to reach the sky, how far would a star go   to handle more cigars than a Cuban cargo   makin money from everything I spoke in this   Wrapped by more ice than a broken wrist   got ability to make missy a little tipsy   Im more P.I.M.P than Mississippi (git it? Uh!)      I know u like to show off ur bust in gowns   'cause u go around jugglin guys nuts around   And we don't gotta wait till ur ass confesses   'cause u go around showing off ur ass in dresses   U watchin porn sittin there at ur macintosh   With ur hand in ur ass like ur jackin off   And u try goin harder than star wars Anakin   'cause u practice at ur house with a anus manikin      got a belt full of steel you can call me santa   u better keep your eyes peeled like a fuckin banana   and don't try to shoot me like some dumb retards   'cause I miss bullets like im sendin them e-cards    always equipped with the vest so don't aim for the bell-ay   'cause I dodge bullets like I play for LA   and im invisible 'cause u cant even see me son   but ur soft as shit I could shoot u with a bb gun   They call me stretch where I'm from 'cause im extended out   Find your ass in my house and I'll send it out   I got a custom made gun so the cops link my shot   So far.. how many mother fuckers do u think I got?