"get on your knees bitch please i'll make you into swiss cheese"
And we done shed so many tearslost many peers no memories
You wonda why they call u bitch
Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich
You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three
We getting cheese like it's macaroni,
And danced around the house in all-over print panties
Ain't stacking the green, only time there's stashing the cheese,
''mic-controller?'' i'm more impressed by mac 'n cheese.
Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice
In rap is like basing parade off of cheese,
That's why i get cut like i don't fuck with the coach knees
We skip college, chase dollars and black pennies
I saw these other niggas playin' 'round, stashin' cheese,
Only globular / overseas cos they've got cheese
Give it back with a sensitive mouth and some hard knees
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