Me and him was homies, maybe we still cool
The old boys' club in an all-boys school
Through the years tryin to stack a little green
Maybe cuz her dad used to be mean
My fucking cousin's bumming out drugging out heading to the big house
Why people want you single every time that you got a spouse
To read for seven pounds, you must release several pounds
My momma in tears as i moved to my grandmothers house,
An old woman came by, holding a duck in her left hand
Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and
I'm chicken stripping off your lil blouse
Used all my money to buy a big house
Turn a good vagina into a typhoon
But it's my dad singing to the tune,
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