Baby got that super bass
I bury lightning in your ass
Gotta make that cash
While i rise take your ass
No one-half and i hate math
Fucking bitch with big ass
Grabbing a diploma, though he'd never do it, nu uh - not dakota
Until they get the munchies and say "i want a dime" crazy ass you can't eat a
Your life is a product of trash
A couple of hookers, nice ass
And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing
My hands grabbing everything in sight, and my pants sagging,
Any resistance im grabbing my putter
If its not couture, i will not go to her
Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree
He began to laugh manically, gradually grabbing my anatomy
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