The old boys' club in an all-boys school
Tell mr. hill we ain't trippin, we cool
I got a dollar and a dream
Maybe cuz her dad used to be mean
Seen blood, sweat and tears like a locker room
But it's my dad singing to the tune,
I shot my dad in the face
Baby, you got that super bass
You always was a black queen, mamai finally understand
An old woman came by, holding a duck in her left hand
I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck
To livin in a house with food my stomach
You're goin' to hear this and begin to ride on my dick
Wanna be an old white dude in a powdered wig
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