And i like the hoes that need passion
With hairy and primitive skin
I bet this brother be a better oneif i upset you don't stress never forget
That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get
And could i be a star
Bad, just like an 80's car
You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,
They at the same spot they making no progress
The outline which you n****s out dated
You, you, you have to pay for that
S queezys very bold
Is a space that now you hold
You going to the club though, you soaking in sorrow
Deathly desperado, "never rest"s the motto,
Better keep that ho on a leash don't make your only
And my friends, chloe, sophie? what about fucking naomi?
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