Shiat, who’s the motha fucka?

Who’s representin’?

Who’s yo motha fuckin’ poppa?

As I bump along in my motha fuckin hood

I survey my piece of tha Hundred Acre Wood.

All these crazy ass bitches don’ know who they shankin

So their motha fuckin’ poppa’s gonna give um a spankin’

Bitch, I’m loaded

I got g’s to be proud of

And when I’m trippin on stage

All my homies get fired up

Straight set trippin,

Christopher Robin, who tha pimp?

Who tha pimp?

I’m a Tigga with an attitude.

All these crazy little Pooh ‘hos

Tryin’ ta get all of my dough

But they ain’t getting none my money

But I’ll give um a taste of my honey.

I’m a Tigga with an attitude.

Tha most wonderful thing about Tiggas

Is Tiggas is motha fuckin’ gs.

But the most wonderful fuckin’ thing about Tiggas is

I’s the only one.

Fuckas.