They let me put it in there butts
Or closed casket for our troubles
King of the club, i bet you can’t top
So they jock my tail spot, when it pours hail drop
While i ride this maserati, rick and his best friends
Can you prove there's something you can call your breasts?
And can make it into a form which only he can express
Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense
My bitch got the tendency to put it on the scale
Fuck this little skater tryna chase around and bite his tail,
I am sick of women treatin' niggas like that lotto ticket
Cause i ain't havin' no luck with this little bum foot so fuck it
This smooth groove is soothing n' abusin' the clues used, improving your crude views
Heat stroke midsummer you #fucked cuz you a #conductor i seduced n im on the #caboose
Work it out. we can work it out! yeah we can settle out, we can help each
Treat a broad outside like i got five thou when i'm out y'all know i don't reach
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