yep go ahead and sing that whole song for me because I have no idea the rest of those fucking lyrics

Got a white boy on my roster, he be feedin' me pasta and lobster, he send me up like, oh crap, shit, no I forgot the lyrics, hold on Uh, yadda yadda yadda, let me take you shopping I told him I'm a little busy, he said that mom in the city Well anyway, it's okay, hope you have a good day, I'll send you about a fifty He said, I told him you treat me so well, he said cash out Brazil Matter of fact, shasta, I'ma send you a stack, it's just fine as hell And I'm tellin' you, thank you baby Anything from my favorite lady, well I gotta go They just let me know that I can pick up my Mercedes Girl, I go