Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit
U baby pliz cum back but i'll be telling her u had chances u wasted
I'm so clean, you're cum stained
But they sold jello in the paint
Try not to lead her on
That's word to my mom
Niggas start listenin', and what i'm givin' them
Get ma bitch on her knees, an i tell her suck then//
Lungs on fire to some beauty of her
Then the stars don't even matter
Killa you already know harlem
Gotta boner, im gonna cum
The answer is the lord like saturday night fever
Have her touchin her toes on the back of the two seater/
His girl? yeah i fucked her, bust a nut up in that cum dumpster
Like food for thought was my father but i ain't have the hunger
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