Make the fingers snap
Top dropped down, black on black
And had a good black friday
You a lady boss, now you fly free
Who happens to be black
When love comes callin', don’t look back
I don't respect no brain unless we talkin' that saliva spit
To being a being and beating the back roads and being #it
The bummer is the fact that i'm black
And daddy's in the cadillac
In some fucking yellow skinnies looking like a fucking faggot
To being a being and beating the back roads and being it
Where the black girls get their weaves back
Looking through her soul looking really black
No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing
I believed in a higher being.
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