Well I chill in deep space, a mask is over my face. Well I deliver the prize but I still narrow my eyes. Coz my time I don't like to waste. Get down! I know my shit is tight. Start not acting right, you're frozen in carbonite. Got telescopic sight, flame throwers on my wrist. You still don't get the jist? I'll see you in the Sarlaac pit. You just flipped my switch, integrity been dissed. You scratchin' on my itch,. You know I shoot to get. Got bambinas at cantinas waitin' to lick my lusty lips, So I'll let you get back inside you're little space ship