Staple ya hands to ya face and make a dyke give you anal
I can make music that makes sense, but not meant to be stable
Hello challenger how are you doing,
You know that love is a very serious thing
I never judge a murder by weapons, only the rage
Try doing what you doing but it’s out of range
I don't know exactly what i'm doing,
Straight g thing, double m g thing
C'mon son, the fuck you think you doing
And my only fear's a wedding ring
Who was brushing his teeth when he happened to see a bitch using anal beads,
Can only offer them a fraction. of the fame, man what a dame. she keeps
Wood chain with a jesus
He's the one doing his stuff
Down just so we can grow
And then they started doing blow
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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