One day fishing heard Indian drums

Saw a brother, listen too, wife kissin' too

Then on another mission to

The city with the sistas, though was a far distance

There's Lone Ranger outta area that needed my assistance

To deliver cash, last man got robbed, pimped

He never returned, I said ok and put the money in the Fendi

Then bumped into this girl

Looked like that that girl on "Mork & Mindy" and

"How" I said to the white trim, jockin' me the Indian

Comin' in all this heat, the kind for hopin' a chance for ropin' in

"How'd you like to put your Indian teenie in my openin'?"

Said that would be because the nigga wasn't new to this

True to this, double barrel slide out the uterus

Calm, started singin' sad popular songs

Took the money and the hon', screamin' at the top of her lungs

Now on a hunt, "You carry leaf?" I was about to smoke a blunt

No, not without frontal, screw girl pronto, mean Tonto



Was extremely pissed, still picturin' screwin' this

Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo

I don't know why the fuck I'm doin' this

Nuisance, brother's/horse tracks, "whose to choose?"

Saddle loose, both thirsty cuttin' a cactus for the juice and

All of a sudden, these women like model ho's in Paris

Ganged to rape me the Indian, I was so embarrassed

Don't pull a kid a minute, to give in within a minute

'Til I seen a shack yonder, or a couple livin' in it

Shook my hand, friendly manner, though she pack her up and ran her

Couldn't stand her, fondle her feathers like she wanted some banana

Led me to the back of the house, the hands that started track

Used it as my marks and then I nearly had a heart attack

Brush it off, deal wit the floss, way past disgusted

Said "what's the matter granny? Is your blind ass dusted"

Back in the hunt, now what do you want, poor granny offered me a blunt

No not without frontal, screw girl pronto, mean Tonto, grandma



Found they're small timers after all, wasn't her intent to brawl

Pulled out my 45, "How, y'all" up against the wall

Where's the hooker and the money, here she came, sweatin' mine

Then the bitch is pointin' a pistol at my fine behind

Now she a smart ass, should of figured when getting' off the hottie

So the horse busted in, startin lettin' off the shottie

Killed the men, slapped the girl, 'cause he figured I'm stuck trapped in

"Come on Rick, a horse cappin'?"  Yeah, that's what the fuck happened

Grieve the folks, bleedin', sides red, I'm pleased and

Indeed, now I'll let the Apache kill the bitch, no I need her

Playin' the role, better yet, "well is your pole up?"

Signals from the wife sayin' "what the hell is the holdup?"

Although he scares the honey, hit the switch dares to run it

Caught and scalped the daffy hooker, said "bitch where's the money?"

Gave it up hunt done, she wants a blunt and so it's frontal

That's not what I want, so drop drawers pronto mean Tonto



Now turn around

That's not it

Shut up bitch, I know what I'm doin'

But that's my... oh!

Oh that's it

Stop... you're hurting me

Bitch I could have killed...

Oh shit feels so good

Open your mouth

Put it in your mouth

Play with my balls too

Know what I'm sayin' wake it up Slick