40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',
And he tryna make it front row to the show to throw me one
I stuff you in the trunk, drunk
My g"s have been handcuffed,
I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her
Always called a small dick you won't even notice their boner
S queezys very bold
Where i from, it get cold
Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit
You don't mean that, you faggot
Right flows down and they might go nice
It´s the battle of life
Everybody have's small problems
She need now, she ain't never needed love
Just me and my boss no worries at all
They tried to take it, and say that i'm too small
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