Lenn-Air 2.0 Now, this is a story all about how My life got flipped-turned upside down And I'd like to take a minute Just sit right there I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Lenn-Air In west Lennadelphia born and raised On the booty magazines was where I spent most of my days Chillin' out maxin' relaxin' all turned on And all shootin some s-juice without my shirt on When a couple of guys Who were up to no good Startin making trouble in my neighborhood I got in one little lenny war and my mom got scared And said 'You're movin' with your auntie and uncle in Lenn-Air' I begged and pleaded with her day after day But she packed my suitcase and send me on my way She gave me a bitch slap and then told me it was gonna be worth it. I put my booty magazine on and said, 'I might as well jerk it'. Feelin' it, yo this is good Drinking "water" and eating some food. Is this what the people of Lenn-Air Living like? Hmmmmm this might be alright ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°). But wait I hear there're hawt, bootiful and all that Is this the type of place that they should send this cool cat? I don't think so I'll see when I get there I hope they're bodies are ready for the prince of Lenn-Air. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) Well, the plane landed and when I came like Alfredo There was a dude who looked like a pedo standing there with my name out I ain't trying to get -blam!- yet I just got here I sprang with the quickness like lenny, disappeared I whistled for a cab and when it came near The license plate said booty and it had lenny faces in the mirror If anything I can say that this cab was rare But I thought 'Nah forget it' - 'Yo homes to Lenn-Air' I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8 And I yelled to the cabbie 'Yo homes stalk ya later' I looked at my kingdom I was finally there To hump on my bed as the Prince of Lenn-Air.