puddels

yo

do you know whow am i?

You know I want a piece of that pie

I'm on my grown man B.I you see why

You other brothers can’t deny

Never meant to make your daughter to cry

i got a Lamborghini

And I got a little big, keep it low key

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

For shootin' done to you or we're losin' money

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Fuckin hoes thats all i see

What the fuck I look like, saying I'm sorry

Sorry, man, you're out of luck

Who the fuck invited Mr. I Don't Give a Fuck

You could call me a freak, I like to get BUCK, BUCK

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

Run through the puddles, playin' in the mud

you fucking pig

You're a divorced slut and you can't suck dick

I'm seeing things that's being mean making me sick

Word spreads fast that your knees spread quick

If I give a fuck, it's probably from my dick

You better run

Savin' up 24 bullets with gun

This meeting just begun, nigga I'm Satan's son

I'm always cheesin', smile for a reason

My minds gone evil. You changed with the season

And if you not convinced keep on promotin' them

That's your girl, well buddy don't fumble it then

Then I wait for them days to turn good again

i got a lot of money

Nah, I wouldn’t wish fame on my enemy

Bitch, you tried to play me like a dummy

Don't mind, I'm dumb... You ain't even alive, you dummy! Like your brothers

We should fuck each others mothers

You little young-ass motherfuckers

This is only for the hip-hop lovers

And the sun don't shine and you mind just wonders

Don't call it a comeback, I been here for years

Mercedes rear view, Thats where today appears

I got many chicks, blue and black Penny kicks

Just another product of this matrix

So here I am at the store for some chips

but where are you

Man, this nigga ugly and he raps, ooh

Ooh ooh child, things are gonna get easier

Listen busters, scarier when I finger fuck her

I been doing this for forever, so whatever

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

Gold chains, 24, niggas must be shinin' more

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

that's because your mother were with me or not?

Lets talk about the cars y'all got

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no I'm not

Uh, you gotta get in line, hop

So take the stage just show me what you got