Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing
Fuck it grab my smg and cock it,cock a doodle doo now see whos dying
No pork on the fork, but it’s white in the pot
And yhh you hoes need to stop chasing that cock
I'm going harder than my big cock
Almost cried right on the spot
We know you wouldn't cock a foam saber/
That damier bag i bought her
When you cant even cock one
And i listen to common
And tie the knot have a wank and ride my cock
This is the part where we run hip hop
Ain't no lockouts, the game don't stop
I do not want to go,suck my cock!
You know i am not gon stop
Your mom jumped on this cock
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