Tekster:
Dog Island

You're pretty dreamy for a boy from Long Island You should come to see me on my western horizon Seems as though it's 'cause we're never meant to meet

fuck my bitches at? Where my bitches is at? Put your money on the table and get your math on Break it down, split it up, get your laugh on See you later Dog

Kiv: I'm the other team captain and I choose you too We steal the ball and we're off to the races Then scare the other team with our mad dog faces like

out of my jeans You hop the fence, so we can get away clean We hit the dirt, this rottweiler snarlin and smilin He ripped my pantleg off, a bunch of dookies went flyin I had to blast, dog

on T.V. so I could be heard I said, 'Rocky, if you're out there, I think you're a nerd. "And I'll lick you and bury you like a dog turd!" I got kicked

that we could sail our sad days away forever In deep blue seas of paper-mache Let's dance in the moonlight A barracuda chased our dog days away forever

Oh, Billy Brown had lived an ordinary life Two kids, a dog and the precautionary wife While it was all going accordingly to plan Then Billy Brown fell

That's all I do is talk shit, no doubt Yeah I got my nigga B-Legit in the house Bad Ass Anthony Banks, doin' big thangs Short Dog, always representin',

go! Yo yo Tell your crew to be easy, niggaz run around With them fake frowns, sell 'em on eBay Get word to the DJ, tell 'em Staten Island's In the house