The Cactus - 3rd Bass

3rd Bass deals with the first place

Of where your mind is

The kind of stuff that you want to smoke blunts with

Take pictures, like Allen Funt would

Snapshots get the crack hot

Good to get it, but don’t sweat it

Cause if you pursue she’ll chalk the cue

And boom, stroke the 8 ball

Stick and run and were having fun

Prickin' my cactus like I’m shooting my gun

Quickly 'til it explodes and I unload

The cactus

I stand for lust of quenchin'

Gee sit on cactus and rotate

Enough time to clock a digit

Ass so large it won’t quit

So I step to kick to

The Oval Office in my intro

Throwin' low bass to the third line

A girl on mines a prop

So I found loops to hold

And then a boomin' butt to go

To go lo solo readily

It’s the cactus behind door 3

The smart villain, chillin' like Gilligan

Out on an island

Fishin' with my string and bamboo

Caught somethin' in a see thru nighty

Might be a little tasty

A 300 pound white girl

No one to see this, boom, I dropped my fluid like a chemist

She’s contained and I’m a lame brain

But doing the wild thing

Kicked the fat thing off of my swing

Larger than Jim Backus

It’s the cactus

No boots your money spent

Last call for toxicants

One move to reach a throttle

Eyesight is through a goggle

I trips to the hype type

Good-looking in the dark light

It’s appetizing to conversate

To a fossil pushing 58

All bags and her butt sags

In the desert no price tag

A household tool and a stank ho

The Cactus turned Hammer’s mother out

There it is, RIF Productions has brought forth the cactus

Forget what you have heard, forget what you might have seen

'Cuz this is the new thing to swing upon in 80-deca

Sam Sever got the cactus

Pete Nice got the cactus

Tayshaun got the cactus

MC Serch got the cactus

Russell Simmons got the cactus

KMD got the cactus

(?) got the cactus

Ahmed and Otis got the cactus

Big Craig got a BIG ol' cactus!

(?) got the cactus

Dante, he got a little itty bitty baby cactus!

…but he can still use it, ha ha ha haaa!

See ya!

Yo, we’re Professor Griff, that means we’re outta here, sucka