Don't beg me back, whore, i got my reasons/
So i guess that's where i hide my things
But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her
That's why i consider rappad the fucken future
Drinking sake on a suzuki we in osaka bay
50 shades of clay, tons of reasons why i’m mr. may.
I got many chicks, blue and black penny kicks
Deep in the regions where trenches are reasons
Tried to warn the little nigga either stop or die
And the only question i'm left here asking is why.
You need to hit the door, search for a new guy
As for me, all i wanna do is figure out why
So quit clarifying, why you're horrifying.
You keep praying on your break, i hope you got a sling
She's filled with anger now, and she doesn't -even- know why
As i take you through a ghetto nigga's lullaby
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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