Lyrics:

If you lifting none of the world, would you?
Yeah
You better sit your ass down (yeah)
You know I'm 'bout to be on the fuckin' phone
Shut up
Nigga, what's up, what's up, brother?
You stupid, nigga, what's up?
Shit, man, nothin', man
This whole dumbass tacky and one of my-
You know one of these bitches is a stripper man
What's goin' on?
Got it kickin' it, man
Nigga, I was wondering when you was coming to the crib, nigga
I only got food when you in the house, nigga
Nigga, ah, shit, man, man, they got me stationed down here St. Louis, man
I should be home, man, probably, uh
Probably by the end of this week, bro, I'll be home
Probably by the end of this week
Nigga, I was looking in the goddamn cupboards
And then all the cupboards was bare
All I had was some Elbow Macaroni, nigga, what the-
What the fuck is Elbow Macaroni?
Elbow Macaroni?
Elbow Macaroni
Sound like some shit, a pimp would say, wish I'd come
I come from the elbow on your ass, the fuck?
Elbow Macaroni, it says it on the package
Elbow Macaroni, this nigga-
This-this, ayy, bro, these bitches I got here man
I only met this bitch once, but I done fucked her twice, you know what I mean?
Elbow Macaroni, bitch
You know what, nigga? That shit, nigga, that's a song
Nigga, we-, stop doing that and go to sleep, my nigga
I only met her once, but I fucked her twice
Elbow Macaroni, bitch
I know you like to fuck, but you fuck like it's nice
And I ain't with that phony shit, you know what I'm sayin'?
'I only met you once, but I fucked you twice'
Elbow Macaroni, bitch