But he's bullied, bullies is what you cocks are,
Wreck these thangs, have em looking like halle berry's car
Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts
Slaughterhouse, big sean, and big smalls,
Go to s c take on the game cocks
Left chicago with good money for 5 drops
If you had, one shot
Black as black like the blacktop/
I knock you to another axis you ride cocks like brother clyde
Yeah this the illest bitch alive, i love her freaky side
Cause you are. you must be a slave that what you are that sucks on cocks and
Ripley's believe it or not would tell you that i'm different
My president is black
She always comin back
See my team has hella cars, i got a couple knots
When i overheard some cocks talking bout my moms
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