Like bobby had whitney we was cooking up crack
I told you bitches thats how it is i aint no fag
I ran to the store streaking speaking its friday
A single mother with a problem child, daddy free
So beware and be careful choosing your words fag
I used to want to be the messiah of rap
What the fans can't see that mm-mirror gon notice back
Pointing the mag now you're running like a fag
I'll whip a 750 if it's black on chrome
Pussy ass fag stop staring at your phone
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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