Felatio fetish, broads know me where i live
Lost men on front lines, crossed by unjust crimes.
On no, you're 20 some odd years old and still a virgin
Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin
They'll never become better men
Car seats got screens in them
I been i feeling like, i'm back up on my old shit crazy
It's double mg but i'm 'bout that cash money like baby
Kill 'em by old skool flow,let them down on a floor
I still got your letters laying in my dresser drawer
I remember cops hanging out on the old blocks
See my team has hella cars, i got a couple knots
I say okay, i stand up right away, because i do not break a rule
Aiyo, this is rain shady on the beat bitch. we bout to do it vintage old school
Mix a little syrup, it ain't no way to cure him
But you can't its a sin, only real men can fuck on a whim.
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