And a onesie, and a toosie
Black fur, pointy ears, I'm hungry
Found three little houses in the country
Stomach’s empty, I can hear it rumble
So that house made of straw’s about to crumble
Gonna show you how we do it
I go huff and puff, blow your house in
Next one made of sticks?
We’re doing this again
I don’t really care about the hairs of your chin, ay?
House made of brick?
Then I'm comin’ down the chimney

You wan't smoke?, Illa
Siri, you're old, ugh
I'm sick of them sweatsuits and them corny hats, let’s talk about it
Woo!, brrt
Hold up, yeah
The onesie?, pop
Let's talk about it and talk about it
Marshall Mathers, you toosie, oh
And I'm just playin', RONNY J
You know I love you

With the Eminem forever
Oh my God, RONNY