Mastan, I beg you to sell me 2 pounds of your cow food, because my girl and Mr. Dick are feeding cow food too small.
Mastan!
To all my pecs, my man, fear all my look, even though I saw my look when I want the cow food.
I know the one in the pot where you cook, I don't want no chicken foot, I don't want no goat foot.
I want my cow food, I want my cow food, tell Shelly Belly that I don't want the cow food.
I want my cow food, I want my cow food, tell Shelly Belly that I don't want the cow food.