Im so ill i went to the doctor and he said i just caught
Give me tall glass, coconut ciroc, please, no soda pop
Said i don't got scotch so my bars dont stick
P.s eh i ain't trying to nit pick
Thats even better i'm not that into submissive woman
No where to run so i looked at the sun and said atleast i had fun,
‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing
So i said fuck it and we started fucking
Whining and complaining about when you coming home
Because i hold the golden chrome, so i'm never home alone,
Just me and my two of my dudes, blue man crew
So i called up gordy said bitch was it you
This is just an indication that we still working
I heard you said you wasn’t a bitch because you sing
Ten out of ten because so you know i glow
Get him a mauri flow, from the mauri show
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