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eyyo this is DJ Dustbin up in the house for the lobstahbacks do you know what time it is? 2:15pm alright, thanks man we're about to tear this shit down so lets get this mother-fucker started fuck you, bitch yeah, uh we're gonna break it down like that, what uh, uh-huh, yeah i hope you're feeling this shit, what uh-huh, yeah DJ Dustbin in the house for the lobstahbacks in the house yo, yo, yo eyyo i spit these rhymes like aint nobody know everybody be hatin me because of my flow my rhymes aint serious, im so delirious, i'll fuck your girlfriend like that cuz i'm so mysterious i remember the time that I was a little boy i was out there playin with guns instead of toys I used to wear the same clothes all week momma couldn't afford the cleaners so i really reeked you know those bling bling hoes, what the fuck do they know? they ain't ghetto they just got that fuckin coke in they nose Those bling bling hoes, what the fuck do they know? They ain't ghetto they just got that fucking coke up they nose x4 Songtexte There's gotta be more to life than eating ramen noodles everynight, I mean that shit's tight, right? But I, want fine cuisine, like lean cuisine, and every fucking frozen food in between Now that I'm a little older we moved up a little bit, we're working class now instead of shit Now I can afford my weed, and my opium seed, but even gasoline cuz it does the deed Those bling bling hoes, what the fuck do they know? They ain't ghetto they just got that fucking coke up they nose x4 Yeah, yeah, yeah, that was DJ Dustbin in this mother-fucker Rappin this shit up, tearin it up, ya know what I'm sayin? Yo, you gotta check this new shit out man It's called GhettoWear You gotta fuckin check it out, it's tight man Everyone's wearing it in the mother-fucking ghetto so you better get yourself some GhettoWear Word. Word to yo mama One love, peace out, I'm fuckin peacin outta here Yeah Brought to you by GhettoWear GhettoWear, the clothes that are worn by people that live in the ghetto Aus Songtexte Mania