Life is like a cold-ass lil cabbage: Sometimes it is chronic n' crunchy, sometimes daddy stabs tha pussaaaaay wit a knife cuz his wild lil' foot bizzle crew lose again Life is like a cold-ass lil cabbage: sometimes it is chronic n' round, n' sometimes momma wish you was never born If you throw a cold-ass lil cabbage up in tha air da thug will alway come right back down ta you cuz he is lonely without you, biatch. If there be a gangbangin' fire up in yo' doggy den make shizzle you save all tha cabbages before you even be thinkin bout findin yo' children A cabbage do not wear a peep but he always have time fo' you Instead of drankin fruity-ass malt liquor up in tha mornin try layin down wit a cold-ass lil cabbage on yo' stomach n' yo big-ass booty is ghon be wide awake trust me If you push a cold-ass lil cabbage under wata da thug will alway float right back up ta tha top cuz he miss you like it aint no thang A cabbage aint gots ears but dat do not mean dat he is immune ta yo' lies Some time you be thinkin on some cold-ass lil cabbage n' you git so buckwild dat forget ta chill like a pimp again n' again n' again fo' five days Sometimes you don't give a -blam!- bout yo' game n' dont wanna be kickin it no mo' but then you be thinkin bout cabbage n' know dat every last mutha-blam!-in thang is ghon be ok Yo ass can paint a cold-ass lil cabbage chronic but dat be a waste of paint cuz he be already chronic you idiot If you run outta pillows maybe try rockin a cold-ass lil cabbage Yo ass can tell a cold-ass lil cabbage has gone shitty if he is bustin a leather jacket if yo ass is -blam!-ed up put a cold-ass lil cabbage up in yo' back pack n' carry his ass every last mutha-blam!-in where so it feel like you gotz a gangbangin' playa dat wanna spend time wit you A cabbage is so pretty but yo ass is real skanky Yo ass can ask a cold-ass lil cabbage fo' financial lyrics but da thug aint gonna say any thang cuz he be a cold-ass lil cabbage Yo ass can put a cold-ass lil cabbage on tha hood of yo' car. Shiiit, dis aint no joke. Mutha-blam!-as aint gonna under stand what tha -blam!- yo ass is bustin but at least yo ass is bustin some thang If you put plastic eyeballs on a cold-ass lil cabbage n' take his ass ta tha pornos it might feel like you gotz a gangbangin' playa I don't give a -blam!- bout mah game Dr. Shiiit, dis aint no joke. Right back up in yo mutha-blam!-in ass. Suess did not eva cook up a poem bout cababge And now he is dead A cabbage can not git pregnant believe me I tried Yo ass can put a cold-ass lil cabbage up in a funky-ass baby carriage amd take his ass fo' a strutt n' playas will say "who this" n' you can say "he is mah cabbaby" If you wanna trick yo' muthafathas put a cold-ass lil cabbage on yo' pillow at night n' they is ghon be thinkin yo ass is chillin but yo ass is straight-up crying