His birthdays coming wonder if he's happy in heaven
This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son
When your sad angry happy
No cadillac, no perms, you can't see
Need i remind you,im do this for everbody i love,
"what you doin'?" nothin' much, would shout some other stuff
Come on girl won't you love me
Mama made her pretty
I'll be there when you need me, girl rely on that
Bitch i got that fucking swag, you don't know my fucking dad
See my team has hella cars, i got a couple knots
Jill you didn't need to help this jokester out with your happy box
No bullshit, i'm mike with the mic
These haters sad, cause they raps blow dick
No matter how angry or sad love and self-respect is what you knew
Verse two:yeah niggai got tha word as hellya blew trial and tha judge gave you
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