[Spoken Word] You already know who da phuck dis is But just in case you don’t know.. let me remind ya… Yeah yeah yeah [Hook] They call me L-A-N-L-A-N Tell a friend to tell a friend I’m smacking bishes, going in I got the blickey in the Benz I’m coming up, I’m born to win Tell these hoes I’m back again They call me L-A-N-L-A-N Tell a friend to tell a friend I’m Throwing bands, going in Leavin hickeys on ya friend I’m goin dumb ,I got da pen Look Silly hoes, I’m back again [Verse 1] They call me big stepper Da Block call me big pressure Don’t ever doubt me, nah, bish ya better check da record Call me out my name, Imma set ya straight Put Ms.Rachel on, lil hoe, better concentrate Mo’ singles den a Sunday Service, God is great (yeah yeah) I cook dis shit up with no effort, no effort Dat shit bland, baby need some salt n pepper, salt n pepper Never flat, lights on, baby check the pressure It’s a good ass day, it’s only getting better I got da drip on ,you looking real regular Tryna add it up, yeah ain’t no measure Maybe La-Roach can put ya on da schedule Dress like fashion week, I’m Mrs.Incredible Own my own shit, don’t owe a developer Too pretty for the pen, I don’t do no letters I always beat da charges, I ain’t never settle America’s most wanted, bish I’m goin’ federal [pause] We number one, ain’t no competitor Ba-ba-ba-bow [Hook] They call me L-A-N-L-A-N Tell a friend to tell a friend I’m smacking bishes, going in I got the blickey in the Benz I’m coming up, I’m born to win Tell these hoes I’m back again They call me L-A-N-L-A-N Tell a friend to tell a friend I’m Throwing bands, going in Leaving Hickeys on ya friend I’m goin dumb ,I got da pen Look silly hoes, I’m back again [Verse 2] He call me big mama, the streets,call me big poppa Not a TikToker, just a hit maker, wit head boppers Call me MJ, smooth criminal, imma rock ya Got the black fist, Joe Lewis, imma pop ya One, two, three, release em’, meet my bestie, Big Choppa Back to back, I’m throwing dat, Kamikaze karate chop ya Championship ring so bright, satellites spot me So conceited ,feelin myself, yeah, I’m cocky You can scan the code, but ya can’t copy Yeah I’m geeked up, all the stars around me Get up on my space ship, don’t need no coffee Got that brown round , shit look just like toffee Boy,I’m Godzilla, better back up off me (yah yah) Spicy mami, green wasabi, ain’t no body hotter Kemosabe, hot tamale, run it, try to top meh Smash it, snatch it, pull it , pass it; can’t nobody bop me Kept my hand up to the sky you could never stop me [Outro] They call me L-A-N-L-A-N Tell a friend to tell a friend They call me L-A-N-L-A-N Silly hoes, I’m back again Yuh
