But you died of cancer. sometimes i call you, hoping you'll answer.
Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her
Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her
Haha im twisted aint i incase ya waiting for an answer
I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her
Hate the party scene but hardly means church is the answer
Now would you kindly answer this
Pocket racked up all big faces
He cried and beg for help, but no one would answer.
Tell her drink, come get drunk, it's nut cracker
Girl, what you grabbing cash for
But when i call i get no answer,
Hope he survives it i'm waiting for the answer
But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her
My home girl told me i got an issue
Ma answer is simply fuck u,
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