[Verse 1] Go back to the bakery, son Sick of this job and the woof-woof villain Tip this strap and the system's blowin' Thinkin' of droppin' and I ain't goin' (Say what!) Droppin' in the car when the wheels start blowin' Sicken in the palm when the heat's gon' warn ya I don't want the ritz in the bang-bang city I'm gonna make it look so pretty (Say what!) Go back to the bakery, son Sick of this job and the woof-woof villain Tip this strap while the system's growin' Thinkin' of droppin' and I aint no goin' (Hey, watcha gonna do?) Droppin' in the car when the things starts glowin' Sicken in the palm when the heat's gon' warn ya (You wanna get me?) I don't want trouble in any part of the city I'm gonna make it nice and easy (Say what!) (Hey, watcha gonna do?) (Say what!) (Hey, man!)
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