Waitress break dishes, fuck bitches, trying to break my ambitions,
Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips
I seen them grinding 'n' finding a way, to take time at the night or day
But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play
All these laws your too pussy to break
And that was when i was in the eighth grade
Be beside, lord, just give the right to desire or admire such
Then send it through their chest and break through all the cartilage
I'm finding ways, to get them fucking brats,
Yeah ballgame, i swear the hoes wasn’t in my plans
Kanye? we related. now ima prove to you with my unorthodox ways
Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace
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