That damier bag i bought her
Your balls necro butcher
Can’t you see just how long my run
My balls buff like he-man
His nuts so big, bitch he sitting on his balls
My father was missing, war lord oliver north
I don't need no fucking throne
Kid come back when your balls have grown
We hustle to survive
Your balls cry during bug life
Alcohol and booty calls
Now im doing cannon balls
My rapping made you soil
My balls get lubed in oil
They calling me often to offer me walls
My home was broken by wreckin' balls
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