A pussy and a crotch, rapper and astronaut!
I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not
Cruel shit like pussy money weed talking bout that's what you
‘cause when it come to winning, convincing is only been a few
Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed
And methodists got money, baptists suck, roll the weed,
Knowing you shouldn't think that way and trying to freeze your brain
Not pussy weed money bullshit, my life through pain
You rap about selling weed and money schemes
Goin crazy, i might be no sleep having light dreams
You niggas comedy, i'm laughing at you probably
Pussy, money weed is the current policy
Of the coke and the smoke of weed
If it's me that catch you, you're fried
I started selling weed, didn't had a choice, needed to get money
She say that she celibate, i penetrate her mentally
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