I grab the seven dragon balls and wish that a nigga would
Yeah, inglewoodinglewood always up to no good
We buy out stores till its all too gone
She hits my bong, my dicks gettin hard and strong,
Even my critics are saying a nigga name right
So i cut off his balls and stole his fuckin sight.
You trying hard to maintain, then go headcause i ain't mad at cha
You ain't got the balls to write and spit a dissin record do ya?
Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she
Tell her we got big dicks, how 'bout him, you, and me
Ill stick his balls to his jaw, so he can eat meat that's raw, and get sick
Do not give a fuck i've got the swagger of a virgin's dick
And in less than half an hour, she'll be licking on the balls
My desire to never fall leads me to hitting walls
I'll rap until i die or my dick and balls fall off
But i guess i'm just gonna make this fish stew because
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