Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free
Everyone use facebook on me.
And when the smoke clears don’t you dare ask who could
We know about our facebook
See, with you, i never see it wrong
Email too, facebook, aim, everything gone
That's game bitch, ain't shit
Really your so stupid
P.s eh i ain't trying to nit pick
See the truth is life is stupid
Forgive me lord, it feels like i commit a sin a day
Eighth grade i got a message on facebook from a gay,
Cause what i wanna say, is i wanna slap you stupid bitches,
Niggas run around with them chickens just leave with the fishes
It’s ironic how i drop some dough when i got them homer simpsons, look
With all this hatrid, you still got time for all dat drama on ya facebook,
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