Motherfuckin' place at the same motherfuckin' time
You exert your mind with every spurted line
You're forced to rewrite every line hit, pause, drum snare or rhymes spit
Chickens and waffles instead, and right back to this balling shit
I perfect every line
Private plane, my seat recline
My gold rollie tell time
Shes just hopin for a quick line
My hypothesis is drawn fine line
Fucking two bad bitches, at the same damn time
Till i shine at the finish line/
Jeff hamilton, genesis, leather time
The songs were so dumb, hearin' them almost blew off my ear drum.
America will find a way to eliminate the problem
Lady g, willy b in time
You'd be walking a fine line
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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