Fuck that nigga, wolf gang
Still the man with the pan
Mr. automatic bang, bang, bang
The game plan, the game plan
Where the fuck the chorus
On the slow jam of love
Bad bitches waving at me, real niggas salute
Got so much money and booty call it pirate loot
Trying to shower with soap, roaches all in the soap
Here's the answer and the antidote:
I make music for a reason, didn't vote obama
So call the coroner or the mortician for the the
And yea i should’ve seen the signs by my first quote
Here's the answer and the antidote:
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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