Lord knows that four door fit eight women
When you cant even cock one
No car key and i mean that
Cant even make a profit
Why people want you single every time that you got a spouse
Let that bitch give me head and kick her out of the damn house
Act bad & outrageous / when i kick my raps
They say hip-hop's dead, i believe it's just the fans
She was a les 'til i went ahead and screwed her straight
Saw a bad bitch took her home and we fore played
The drug that they brain need
Bitch u cant even keep a beat,
Gotcha lips baby while i pull your hair
You cant kick me out to space, am already there.
Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit
Askin' for some money for rocks, to ease a bad habit
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