Everybody ,your hands up high,
Dreamin on a lullaby
My dick, stupid bitches
She dont have a problem with, with
Callin' these bitches cuz bitches ain't even women
Or all them hot summers i was cooped up in the kitchen
Flexin on these bitches
Thug shit, i keep a beamed out fifth
I call all my bitches
She gon get the mils for this
Chill bro and enjoy your marijuana high
Balling in herrrrrrre let-let-let-let it fly
Damn is your mattress dry
Lift your eyebrow up high
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