I got her dripping like marines, swimming submarine Make a mess, make a mess and cause a scene Bitch I’m very keen, how you fitting in them jeans? Inky’s breakfast, go ahead, it’s yabbies I heard her make a never saw a pond sway My arms are ready, she get gassed, I’m armed with pay Keisha Bay, surprise homie, I don’t confete Make sure you sound good, like some Mars Spaghetti Now she saying I’m a jerk though, throw it in a circle Be it to his purple, she wanting more rehearsals Then she go ahead and write it in her journal Then she going