Got your girl on her laps with my cum all on her face smeared
Haters just hate but yet they don't know squat like a leg lift
They like talking, its like gossip
Tell your girl to clean my splatter up
Call your girl up and meet her/
Yeah, right, get over here faster
With your girl i call her my dome bitch
Streets is calling square niggas leave a message
Your always breaking glass
Got my foot on the gas
Parents it ain't conductive, watch your girl, hit with that morning sickness
All my peers doing years beyond drug dealinghow many caskets can we witness
Your girl to be with me is her desire
I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her
They giving pounds and that before get the money
With your girl gettin' handy, but you know how she can be
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