I also have a cutie to call
Staring at the crystal ball
Let's sweat out this alcohol, bet i'm about to ball
Motherfucking 8 balls, til’ we live at the pool hall
No shit, he's a gangster on the mic, yea right cunt
But she's not alonemiss independent
I got these bitches brewin' inside of my gold pots
The pain, the rash, is done at last, the gun is cocked, clock stops
Okay he’s gone now, roll her eyes when he whispers in her ear
Like a drunk driver that has a rash still, like "fuck it, jesus take the wheel!
Rap spread fast like a rash now it's over the hedge
Yo, you little niggas better check my french
My girl finished high school and she got her a degree
With out people like reggie, jay-z, tupac and biggie
And i love you all
Schools out, its time to ball.
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