[Verse 1]
This is when I feel it come, throw it up, sick on the cat and that,
Food bits, carrot bits, god I feel it coming back,
Adams sick, Charlie's sick, in the park, hobo's homes,
Bits floatin' on there own
Im cholkin on ma momma's corn
They got there southern chicken
They got them throwin' pigeon
Thinkin' I was lightweight I can see it
That's when I go *burp*, no turd!
Surely can't handle this
Ciara got the shits like

[Hook:]
No, ma god tis da flow,
Were keepin' cheeks, tight and no!
Gettin' feelin' in tha club, we gets more, oh
Oh (oh), hear it is it starts to show
Can't Handle it ladies let it go
Gettin shits up in tha club we gets more, oh

[Verse 2:]
Buddy take a nappy, huggies, fit into extra stretch,
Still smells oh no, diarrhoea on the wall,
Light-tinted thick bits, fellas call emergency
Close hits, splats, long, gangstas love 'em all
They got there southern chicken
They got them throwin' pigeon
Thinkin' I was lightweight I can see it
That's when I go *burp*, ohh fuuk!
surely can't handle this
Ciara got the shits like

[Hook:]
No, ma god tis da flow,
Were keepin' cheeks , tight and no!
Gettin' feelin' in tha club, we gets more, oh
Oh (oh), hear it is it starts to show
Cant Handle it ladies let it go
Gettin shits up in tha club we gets more, oh


[Hook: (2x)]
No, ma god tis da flow,
Were keepin' cheeks , tight and no!
Gettin' feelin' in tha club, we gets more, oh
Oh (oh), hear it is it starts to show
Cant Handle it ladies let it go
Gettin shits up in tha club we gets more, oh