somebody should tell this cat, he fuckin with a shooter
so even if u jab u gon loose zab judah
ya girl say imma pretty boy she call me mayweather
and im known to get money all through the may weather
matter fact i get bread all year round
im the best like ali pound for pound
im feelin cocky anybody could bet it
after i knock u out ya fuckin shadow could get it
imma beast, u better stay out of this ring
take my boxing gloves off and replace it with ya chin
wat the fuck is loosin all i do is win
i could slap ya moms infront of u and u wont do a thing
to hhg imma king, u should look up to me
shadow u sweet as sugar but i am not ya cup of tea
after this shit bet u gon be duckin me
look son like a nun nigga aint nobody fuckin me
i promise i got ya



