All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed
Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet
Money, mansions, girls and golden retrievers
Baby told me that she never memorized a verse
Better yet they work my every nerve
Spit that knowledge, and peace my girls,
Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see
Surrounded by drugs violence and sodomy
And malcolm sex is shitting on the crap
I know the world been waiting for that
I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs
Drivin' my impala and selling drugs
Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense
And when we fucked i just wished it was safe sex
My daddy drank and my momma did drugs;
Album: smoothsong: playa young thugs
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