Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad
More crazy than an eighty year old lady, who just made a baby in back
Late night to the early morn, i been such a rolling stone
I'll leave a mic and some headphones with her dead bones then i'll head home
I found her in favela with a bullet in her head
You smell the ounce, i ain't even in ya house yet
She screamed but i bashed her head in with a cordless phone.
I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne
She's a freak on the low but keeps it lady like don't swallow semen.
If you ain't talkin' dollars then i don't see where you comin' from
Worse than the others -- bill clinton, mr. bob dole
But she swallowed my fuckin' leg whole like an egg roll
Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die
The boys fuck a chorus this shit goes hard fuckin with a beast turn a lady i
Guess it's something like your girl, nigga it ain't came yet
A woman by his side with a bullet in her head
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