Released on March 25, 2008

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[Intro]

Yeah

One two, one two, one two, America

It's ya boy Tony Starks

The Wallabee kingpin

You know, I'd like to just shout out to good beats like this

You know what I mean? I wish I woulda had this a long time ago

I woulda demo'd this, y'all

Check it out


[Verse 1]

Ayo

Ayo, check

They're bangin' the sounds that I invent

Fake niggas who tried to flex hard came and went

They couldn't match up

With the fly nigga with his back against the wall

Heads clock once I came in the door

I played the speaker, sippin' a KahlĂșa

Saw this bad bitch with a switch, and yo, I had to step to her

In a manner


[?]

When I had reached her, I looked and knew the shit was on

Please excuse me, allow to introduce myself

Yo, I'm the man, and honey, you been rated top shelf

Yo, what's your name hun? Hair wrapped up in a bun

Your eyes sparkle just like glass in the sun

Never diss 'em

It's hard for a brother just to miss 'em

Especially when you're browsin', going fishin'

Your waistline bangin' like a bass line

Physical form is well complex

And yo, I love your outline, boo

Your whole body is wild

With your rugged profile

Enough to make a hard rock smile

You can't strike out

Tell me, what could really go wrong?

You're rockin' labels

Tommy Hill down to Claiborne

Show me some love, hun, show me some love, boo

Show me the vibe and I'll be more than glad to shoot it through

Ayo, peep it

I know you love Victoria's Secret

And lovin' all the marvelous slang on how I freaked it

Plus, you're the type to make a nigga crash

Far from trash

Your flesh is way softer than a baby's ass

Your body lotion is the potion

The shit got me open like dust

And yo, your [?] potent, yo

We can go the distance, I'll put you under wings

From this convo we can spark and see whatever brings

I walked a hot Arabian desert barefooted

I grabbed your hair, you grabbed my joint and knew where to put it

That's right, y'all

Theodore for life

Wu-tang forever, motherfucker