See her man face-to-face through the glass
Shitting his stock of cash out his ass
Rolling while im blowing this stash
I don't have to kiss your ass
She graduated top of the class
I was being an ass
That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last
One more bite from cardiac arrest ass.
Before i kick your ass
No one-half and i hate math
So chase the air hide your stash
While i rise take your ass
A'int nobody like your mother fucking bitch ass,
So while she up in vip pourin' merlot in the glass
Plagiarized swag, may arrive last
Fuck me in my fat ass
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