(Both)

Love me uno, love me tres
Findin' out who we are in the midst of these days
Love me uno, love me tres
Take a walk on the wild side if you want to embrace

(Junior Mac)

Ch-ch-ch-chillin with the homie Drew
We're whippin' something' up call it rap stew
He's been my best friend since freshman year
Fifth period chillin' really gave me some cheer

But, things took a turn for the worse
My friend had to leave me almost put in a hurst
Here we are, a couple years later
Makeshift booth and still no elevator

Uh, fuck all you haters, stealin' your bitches
Call me AC Slater
I'm hot as hell
DING-DING, saved by the bell

(Andres)

Yo, kicking it with Troyski boutta slug us some toxins
Red rover, red rover, then we munch on Red Robin's
I'm feelin' heavily and throbbed with my dude on the microphone
Imma sizzle my nizzle and freak out after he might go home

Give my dog Monty a golden bone for bein' my buddy
Suddenly squirtin' body fluids all over your body
Excuse me horny iambics only to suit you with a sonnet
Look out! I sadly splooged all over your bonnet

So slap the mic over to Troy so we could make us a profit
Hush your lips from sayin' the phrase, "Oh Drew! Please stop it!"

(Junior Mac)

Oh Drew please stop it!
You're killin' this beat
I'm meltin' in here because you're rhymin' that heat
I got big feet, more than fillin' your shoes
I wear size 22s and we ain't singin' the blues

Now pick up the speed
Lines of kryptonite so I might start to bleed
They're callin' me Christopher Reeve
Savin' the city while I'm grabbin' some titties oh my lines are so witty
How do these lames feel? Shitty

(Both)

Love me uno, love me tres
Findin' out who we are in the midst of these days
Love me uno, love me tres
Take a walk on the wild side if you want to embrace

(Andres)

Reminiscin' on the era, chompin' grub on the couch
Me and los chicos had no worries nonchalantly we slouched
We clogged our hemispheres with happiness, (I'm) recallin' the days
We used to look fear in the eyes with a euphoric daze

Hit the rock after we hit up Micky D's for a bite
The type of night to entice a major apnea fight
Let me rekindle the memories at my days at the bottom
Burnin' the bigger picture as I chug the rest of this bottle

And so I, grab me some grub and then I slab me a brew
And then I hit me the stone, wake and pinch me a chew