Remember meeting you in those italian heels and that designer dress
I shall not fear no man but godthough i walk through the valley of death
Let me dress you up as a school girl and rape ya,
Educate yourselves, of africa
So it's straight c4 from the thoughts i bring, bang
With an old style and a sold can that outran
Leave you like college girl - drunk and droolin'
I like it cause she a ten, but she say i'm the one
Like a chick who can t cum if you cant write hot bars then rent one
Or all them hot summers i was cooped up in the kitchen
I skated all day, i just need some rest, i'm depressed
You cross dress like oscar de hoya, your life's a cock fest
Not too many options when you coming from the projects
Going hard on the weekend with parties and friends
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