The Crab Inn

Heltah Skeltah

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    One night I was chillin out at the crab inn
    Spot these two shorty wops who felt like stabbin
    Invited shorties to the table to break bread with us
    Thinkin later on they gonna give head to us

    So instead we just
    Parlayed in the cut with
    A ton of seafood and these two swollen butt chicks
    Titties off the hook word,
    I peeped them both
    Cuz they be bouncing when they laughed
    And my son had jokes

    One ate too much,
    The other is a salad eatin bitch
    But they both slim shorties
    So it don't mean shit

    I told these chicks that I thought they both had class
    They looked at me funny and laughed
    Like I ain't have cash

    I said hahahahaha,
    Had to find that funny
    So I said no child, I'm Tall Sean
    That's the Bummy

    Bummy Jab baby
    Eat your crabs, and stop flapping
    That ????? bitch ate the fish like somebody's clapping

    We ate five desert shrimp
    Four bottles of such and such
    Three lobsters with these
    Two crabs, but we going dutch

    I don't drink so I'm toe up from too much Dom P
    With my eyes I told shorty I'm feeling horny
    But she bore me yappin about her man and how he's
    Some dicksnot and she getting him for lots of cheese.

    The other girl I'm talking to said she lives in the Bronx
    Work at AT&T, and she do what she wants
    Peep the stee, tight jeans, blonde hair and the cellular
    Said she got no kids, plus she push a white Celica

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    But I don't give a what
    All that shit's irrelevant as hell

    Ya heard about the oh oh

    Hold up, hold up
    What's that smell?

    Ah self son,
    I can't help the
    farts from coming
    I ate too much food

    GOD DAMN that shit is hummin!
    Handle that boy!

    Got from the table and said excuse me
    Walked to the bathroom feelin a little loosey goosey
    Soon as I got inside,
    you know I
    handled my duty(doodie?)
    Walked back to the table
    Hey yo, what happened to them cuties?

    -Fuck happened to them?
    -I don't know son. This nigga goes to the bathroom, the bitches ate just as much as he did, they go to the bathroom, and the bathroom is all the way on the other side of the fuckin crab inn and shit!
    -If I go to the bathroom you're supposed to hold them bitches down!
    -Fuck I'm supposed to hold the bitches hostage?! Cmon, let's get the fuck out of here!

    We payed the bill and we skated to the ATM
    To re-up on cash flow
    Them bitches played me DAMN!
    In my truck, and we riffing all the way to the Ville

    I can't believe you let them bitches stiff us for the bill

    That's my word
    If I ever see'em I'ma treat'em like they dudes
    Straight up beat'em down on the streets end

    When I see them I'ma stick them chickens for they cash
    You're lights blinkin, here's a few Lincoln's for some gas

    Huh?
    Just fart in the tank with your stinkass!
    You know duke?
    Think fast
    Direct me to the nearest Mobil

    Right there on the left

    Went the left, and then the right
    Pulled up to a pump
    And I couldn't believe my eyes!

    I'm nearsighted
    But I could still tell it's the
    Same two punk bitches in that Celica
    Get your gat son,
    I'm bout to catch a body kid
    This bitch got into the stance like the Karate Kid
    Thinkin, this bitch's about to kick off my head
    I did the logical thing,
    Nigga I pulled her leg (what'd you do son?)
    Nigga I pulled her leg (tell'em again)
    Nigga I pulled her leg (one more time for the people)
    Pulled her leg

    -I'll pull your's right now
    -Stupid sons and daughters, bitches and punk bastards!
    -Fuck I look like? Letting some punk ass bitches run up out the joint? I'm supposed to be some dicksnot?
    -Get the fuck outta here! Let this be a lesson to all you bitch crazy ass sons of bitches...we'll get y'all.
    -Word is bond jovi, we out

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