We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last
It like you expect catereers to care for yo ass
All that counts is that head up your ass,
I can get straight to the cash
Like football your ass smacked dad
Twista finna get up on the track
You see coming up, we ain’t have that shit to keep our mind focused
I ain't that smooth ass nigga with them rhymes that flow like silk.
Wrong drink, the right work
Let that ass perk, go berserk,
Pink drank on, sprite work
Let that ass perk, go berserk,
You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done
Would you really just think that i'd not come back whippin' ass like i'm mike tyson,
The concept is so absurd
Please... twerk twerk, let that ass work,
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