Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row
Hit my peak, think i need a drink, cotton so bad call me joe. twist those bags rollin in dough.
Man i dread that through the dark nights like crimes of soft cotton
I get fresh from yankee stadium to the garden
Visions, dreams of passion
Out in the cotton gin
Through thick and thin
Out in the cotton gin
Cotton to silk, motrin to tylenol - three pills
Ya weed quiet, you broke, y’all eaten lean pockets
Come on bitch, get back to the cotton field
Headed for doom, still consumed by the beast
Lookin’ for some action
Out in the cotton gin
Your man wale in his own damn lane
Cotton instead of a blend maybe your name
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