I Anita Bake-her, now she caught up in that Rapture
I got so much chips, I swear they call me Hewlett Packard
I got so much chips you can have a bag if you're a snacker
Greedy mutha-fudge cake, now tell me how that fudge tastes
I do it for bloods' sake, soo-woo think it's voodoo
How that roof do di-di-dissipate, your girl wants to participate
She so so sophisticate, cause her brain is off the chain
And then my diamonds are in the choir, because they sang from off my chain
And my Nina just joined the gang, because, all she do is bang!
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