Dear lord forgive me forgive me oh
You know i be teasing, though
Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see
Its elementary my dear watson...such treachery
Do you always run away from all of your problems dear?
I deserve cheers how i rap tour every year
Doctor: dear god, please tell me this is part of a skit
And i give it to y'all, cause y'all respect that
Lucky seven probably poppa
Now he calling me baby mama
1 shot, 1 shot, 1 shot - you have to take it
Now say fuck them other bitches them hoes ain't shit
Texting my mama current self
But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps
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