And movin' you moanin', music on the counter in the kitchen
That you cant beat me, go ask your mum, to buy you a pair of these skills, son
My anus is like a tool, such high pressure anal explosion
Get your revenue popping before you ever do talk on them
Thug niggas, drug dealers, it's a trip
Your mum is a bitch your dad's a maggot
Cuz bitches can manipulate in several different ways
Oh shes been through the oral phase, anal phase, orgy phase, squirting phase
Anyways give it up the capital the nation
I'll penetrate your mum with a rolling pin
I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them
So slim davy please call up your mum
Hold up, now come on man let me respect your religious beliefs.
Who was brushing his teeth when he happened to see a bitch using anal beads,
So i'm one with that
Puts up with mum and dads crap
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