With no money to spend, movin out, im moving away, but when i come back
Woof, bitch, top doglay yo girl face on my lap, let her play with my sack
All this stuff started when the number of the cops was dialed
Hopefully my dick don't shrivel up, when it's time to bust
Riding shot gun when the cops open the door
I got something you've been waiting for
Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her
Haters ask when im gone stop never
Entrance no charge cause we late to the club
"ah, what the fuck, shut!" that's when the cops pulled up.
Will it really be that different when im gone
I'm falling victim to a revolutionary song
Boss broke, spouse choke, blouse open
Im on my come up and when im done
That proud feeling we get knowin' that pussy is ours
But my life isnt perfect , always ran from the cops
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