Stuff all the steak on my dinner plate
A 45 trey deuce spade sprayed, you stayed
But im takin you out for dinner,
That damier bag i bought her
Or put in prison like i was a cannibal eating peeps lips for dinner
I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her
An still blaming me but we sit at the same table for dinner
Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are
With a gun, wish i could see him clearer
I keep what i catch so i'll have you for dinner
And there's little to be glad for
Eatting up weak rapers like its dinner
Cannibals are waiting for their dinner
Myself as a prominent figure
I'll be nothin' but a replica lookin' in the mirror
Pussy what i be eating for lunch brunch and dinner,
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