She dont have a problem with, with
Guess how big my dick is
Yeah my ego aint that big,
Go crazy when she hear music
My raps got the stress eating mistress getting into fitness
A lot of women from conversation could fall in love
Jim chose to give his work to smash in dough
Crossing bitches like tick tack toe
Violence on my uncle, was working with two strikes
Her tears are like acid, eating my insides
Put that on everything these other bitches anything
I ain't gotta flash my money to prove to you that i'm eating
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