* this version is slightly different from the album version

[Bass D *singing*]

I got a feeling

I got a feeling potnah

I got a feeling

That sandwich is gonna turn you out yeah

[Count Bass D]

Speaking on sandwiches kinda fickle

She can be white or wheat or even pumpernickel

She don't even walk around bein discreet uhh

On the contrar(y) she walks around lookin for the meat

Or lett-uce pray, tomato cheese pickle

Mustard, ketchup, two black olives man

Mayonnaise your hands off of it

Punk, you understand?

I don't think so cause these freaks keep on bothering me

You don't know so cause these freaks keep on pestering me

Something's gotta boil up my bone they won't let me b-ah-be

Huh, yeah

I don't think so cause these freaks keep on bothering me

You don't know so cause these freaks keep on pestering me

Something's gotta boil up my bone they won't let me b-ah-be

Ha-ay, that's why

[Bass-D *singing*]

I, got a feeling

I, got a feeling potnah

I, got a feeling

That sandwich is gonna turn you out, uhh

I, got a feeling

I, got a feeling potnah

I, got a feeling

That sandwich is gonna turn you out, yeah

[Count Bass-D]

Girlie, you're treating me fowl like a rooster

But I Boo-Yaa, gusto me gusta

I'm sick and tired so you fired I don't want you no more

you snore furthermore you're rotten to the core

Lisa, Angela, Pamela, Renee

are some of the girls that LL knows from around the way

I know some [hoes], that will always give up the play

But I don't want that, so I should go where LL stay, huh

To find that cutie with tha