yo yo how's that beat hold up on the screen fruits like kids in the truck I won't let him knowing what about all things

yo yo how's that beat hold up on the screen fruits like kids in the truck I won't let him knowing what about all things can make up I guess to my truck but wake up in the pot open up my mind thanks I don't play I don't time I wake up in my mouth I don't got to stay with them playing with your time I don't understand God I'll put you down will understand man hey God I'm not understand yo get down off a block call me this is Joe's I will put yo my beat rhymes with Mr Claus every time I speak look like I'm saying Mr Mister Knowles misses looking like Freddy Krueger nothing and then wine out looking like Freddy Cooper yo thank you boy you just ruin my beat let him know I'm coming over to your house at 5:00 just know I'm going to sit on your couch I'm going to church so I could crouch if I cry I might lay off the mouse the noise over here bothering my crowd every time I see his face make me look like Mr lounge that's my dog cuz you know I miss the frog cuz every time you play with me you look like Mr ball boy