To not have a fuckin three hundred and sixty inch dick
I am legend, a snicker dick in a vanilly chick
You is just a groupie bitch and groupie bitch, no i am sick
And i remember long ago when you was ridin' my dick,
Oh your friends are sick
And i whipped out my seal dick,
So i cut off his balls and stole his fuckin sight.
Studio fifty four if we get the props right
I bet they thought they'd never see a big gone good
I found the seven dragon balls and wished a nigga would
Messing with the blessing of balls and malls are stressing
You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king
Cause we dope as fuck and only get a two in the source
Im gettin this paper and shoot it at hatas call it paper balls
Huh, a metaphor of course
So take my bat and these base balls
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