And movin' you moanin', music on the counter in the kitchen
You tellin' me to cheat on it but i will never listen,
College degree, scores on my s a t, shit, please,
And danced around the house in all-over print panties
Music can't cheat on me, it's the one relation i put faith in,
Forever blastin'bitches ain't ready for this thug passion
When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free
Then i vomit on your t shirt like it's mom's spaghetti
I’m way harder than the concrete
Your girlfriends man cheat, cheat
Don' try to diss me or i'll hurt ya.
Our children must be taught, of africa
Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family
I’ll fuck , cut , spit on you dirty cheat for free
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