Sandwiches lyrics

"Get on down"
[Talking]
Yo this is the little lunatic youknowhatimsayin'?
Straight outta Park Slope... f*ck that

[Psycho Les]
It's like this y'all it's like this y'all
I woke up to the wall and took a p*ss y'all
n*gga pop the beat right up on the panel
When you see beyond your sh*t don't f*ck with the channel
Or the antenna, slap a funky morena
On the ass c*ck back my c*ck and blast
Boom! I juice they love the one I produce for 'em
I floor 'em donkey styles how i adore em
n*gga be sleepin'
Lettin their hoes go out and if I catch the b*tch alone (forget about it)
Punk now what you gonna do sausage
When I take your b*tch home and f*ck her hard with my ostrich
Sized di*k, b*tch gets hypnotized quick
Then I flip her little ass like a side kick (word)
The names not Bond so come on and pass me the light
FOr the hydro chron
Bust it
I make b*tches make me sandwiches and scratch my ass when it itches

Very nice. Did you hear the rhyme?