They giving pounds and that before get the money
I wish a mother fucker would try me,
When i'm digging in her pussy, i'm never using a rubber
Livin' with 2 brothers, 2 grandparents and a mother
Like food for thought was my father but i ain't have the hunger
Through my path, i'll wander/wanda. i could use a fairy mother
Never ever pay rent
A childhood being depressed,
Ask her address she holla saks fifth
A mother serving time in the years
Toil and blunder of a young single mother
Dripping cold blood like the winter, the summer
She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing
Fuck a quarter, i wish you well being
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