we back again I see you in the street I see you walk I see you then I hit you from the back real talk you cannot talk trash I see you walk past then I see you crash then I see you walk pass I see you then I said I don't need your opinion I don't want you cuz your armpits smell like onion yeah yeah yeah little boy don't mess with us if you wanted to we expensive we got red bottoms we got bloody shoes yeah if you mess with us we will threaten you yeah... we go so fast we got that stuff can't talk trash cuz you ain't got stalk