Übersetzung: Louis Armstrong. Big Butter und Ei Man.
Sit in fancy whips, sip champaigne and shine Keep your eyes on yours while I keep my eyes on mine [Verse 2] First it happened to Stretch then to Pac and Big
(stop frontin) Boy you know im your type (your type) 5?2 and wear my jeans real tight My curves they swerve so superb My word?s my word and I came to
from the scorer Keep your sword straight, maintain your weight But he ate too much monosodiumglutumate, and polysorbate And drug rate concentrate, with sodium benzoate By the chicken thighs and tryglycerides And
her to play Pretty Girl, umm bless your smile Gives some way, we both have a time She want a butter and egg man Great big butter and egg man for me
weaker, and smoke the reefer Dribble up the funk in the beaker and, yes, about to say, "Speaker" It leaks in your ears and years ahead I went to Japan and
white man in white pants was dancing inside out and lost his ass a little black girl on black rollerblades found his butt and picked it up and gave it
[Lil' Wayne Talking:] Listen, my nigga Drama man this something I need you to do something else for them man, just to warm em up, and then lay it on
the scorer Keep your sword straight, maintain your weight But he ate too much monosodiumglutumate, and polysorbate And drug rate concentrate, with sodium benzoate By the chicken thighs and tryglycerides And
I used think the color of love would be a rosy red or a pretty pink And I thought it would be a thirsty man crawlin' home to get a big old drink And
hate when my balls stick. Then preheat the oven to three fifty and give that spoon a lick? Say everybody have you seen my balls they're big and salty and
I hate when my balls stick Then preheat the oven to threefifty And give that spoon a lick Say everybody have you seen my balls? They're big and salty and
live a long time Sit in fancy whips, sip champagne and shine Keep your eyes on yours while I keep my eyes on mine First it happened to Stretch then to Pac and Big
, finger fuck bitches up in clubs Take her home and get rug burns on my nuts Stuck, Gordon's Gin and Donald Duck Nut, all on her spine and on her butt
tick, ticks, Like the poor, like rich man tick, tick, ticks, Diggin' a ditch man, The butter and egg man, The poor wooden leg man, The beggar and feet