The game of love
Take out the mcdonalds,
They larry davis me and said i tried to kill a cop
Pac man you was at the top then a pussy got u drop
Pussy ass fag stop staring at your phone
She ain't tryna go low, go head home
Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free
Said she had nice pussy
Now you finna cut your hair, you waiting to excel
End up workin' at mcdonalds, on welfare and give 'em hell,
Two childhood friends just died, i couldn't crya damn shame, when will we ever change
So i'll probably end up working at mcdonalds, spittin' this rage,
These daysit's an all out rat raceand look at meee just caught another cat case
You lost as soon as you showed up at the gate with that pussy hole on your face
And you are you too, but bitch i'm three
Kitty cornered now you're hissing pussy
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