Riddles and jokes and scary crows
Love reefer and love sneaker above those
It still will come up clever
And don't ever (and don't ever)
And my tongue stay flicking, over clits and fucking lips and
All the bad strippers gotta greet me with the government
Be all up in yo's like that oprah shit, doubled in lines even yo nose
Because now a nigga hot enough to fuck with one of satan' hoes
I can't see your album coming, that shit's like a sucker punch
Still i'm treating women right, i never had to watch oprah much
I reel them in, goadomes on see
Living young and wild and free
And stop playing hide and seek,
Walk with heat cause talk is cheap
Or closed casket for our troubles
Blood and cuts, ifs and buts
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