Ain wrestling it rugged like chippins on the ground
And i'm amazed you clown niggas is still around
On the sofa, poppin' bottles, at the same damn time
Girl no matter what you do you ain gonna cross the line,
Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips
Ain t happenin!!! you bitches faker then 8 mannequins
You gotta pay homage in order to get paid
Second song ,second time sayin i ain got time to hate
You say you ain fake or plastic? ha that's sarcastic, fool youre fake as graphics
Instead of putting money towards the schools for todays band of kids
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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