Make it up When you tired of your man give me a call Like bitches poking out they jump Next minute call it for the law There's not a half of them calling for the law They ain't getting money so they born I can never lose what you thought And they got it all out man of course They say I got the juice I got the sauce These haters on my body shake em all I'm a bully in the bus I'm killing them sorry for your loss I just call the body Randy Morris Not as yeah I'm really going on Oh fuck Oh The DNA These haters on my body shake them all Of the DNA Oh Oh It's in here got me a got me so it's in here got me Oh, they got me so I can never lose what you done And they got it on lock man. I'm full He's back Queen black radio oh and the building ring. Soundbite City on your neck. Peace be still.