Lyrics:

Yeah, uh, yeah
I'd give my right lung if I could dunk a basketball one time
I'd give my right lung if I could dunk a basketball one time, uh
Seasons change weekly
Life in the big leagues
I can tell it's summer by the fig trees
Wiggle German Jeeps with kiss on 'em
Drop her top, she got a nice set of tits on her
Hardcore, got me feelin' like a fish outta water
Cruising U.S.A., I use six quarters
I got next
Uh, ah man, ah man, uh
I'd give my right lung if I could dunk a fucking ball just one time
I'd give my right lung if I could dunk a basketball one time
I'd give my right lung if I could dunk a ba–
Yo, fuck that shit, man
Fuck a critic
I'll have my little Spanish homie hit you with the Civic
Send the motherfucker spinnin'
I ain't like my chain so I threw it on a midget
I don't like the terms of the deal, do better on the digits
My Colombian princess'll come and hit you with the scissors
In the neck 'til it look like Twizzlers
Night night
Take me home