Das Racist - Girl Unit Wut Freestyle lyrics

I bump Girl Unit or what is this, Ratatat?
H man, walk over, give Dap a dap
Smack a cracker back
With cataracts to his natural habitat
It's your boy, I eat what I like
Young Apple Jacks
I drop real facts, H man, Snapple caps
Do what I want eat what I want
I talk and rap how I want
I flaunt it, it's brown Chris Farley
I'm burly but surly
Surely with a girl named Shirley
I'm living single in the nineties world
Catch me at the bars, H man
With like ninety girls
Ya feel me? And like a
Hundred and eighty dudes too
Rubik's Cube, eat mad food

Michael Jackson, a millions dollars
You feel me? Holla
Michael Jackson, a millions dollars
You feel me? Holla
Michael Jackson, a millions dollars
You feel me? Holla
Michael Jackson, a millions dollars
You feel me? Holla

Yo, I'm wearing a shirt?
Nah, I'm wearing pants too
Oh, what happened to your pants
Boo? I pants'ed your boo
Nah wait, sexual harassment case? Fuck that
I don't even work here man
And I'm not really a delivery man either
I just came here with this
Uniform on, I bought it, used man
What did you try to kick me
Out for? Call the cops?
'Cause you not a real man, you a bitch?
You gotta call other people to take
Care of your problems man?
'Cause you can't take care of them yourself?
What are you, twice my weight?
Five inches taller, are you scared, huh?
What are you fifty?
You fifty dawg? I'm sixteen man, I'm bored
It's take your dad to work day
Is what this is