Tell her drink, come get drunk, it's nut cracker
He cried and beg for help, but no one would answer.
So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her
But you died of cancer. sometimes i call you, hoping you'll answer.
Oh lord give me a purposeful answer
Stir up all these feelings inside of her
Never will i ever utter never to myself
Monster or man the answer is in itself,
But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her
And if you think your grade is a its the wrong answer
Can you answer back, answer back
This is why her nigga mad
Here's the answer and the antidote:
Feel the size of a phyllis hyman note
I guess i got to be a fucking hand-me-down rapper
Will protect you even, if its not the right answer,
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