Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream
Shes called the twerk queen, when her ass is flatter than someone turnin thirteen,
I make songs about shit for attention
//the beat drops at 0:28-0:29, then i go in
But she took it in his place
Twerk twerk, smirk on the face,
Could just twerk about, could play some pool, might move in the direction of christ
Insightfully write that right so keep your parasites paralyzed
Everything is good but these haters wish i would stop
Maybe this might actually make the night hot
Almost cried right on the spot
Get it hot in the pot
I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest
Can you really be the best?
I could just twerk about, could play some pool, might just move in the direction of christ
Since my last rhyme - the crime rate ain't declineniggas bustin shots like they lost they mind
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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