I’m gonna pop some tags, only got twenty dollars in my pocket
Didn't want to fuck up, shit every time that i talked to her was such a trip
Life is like a phone booth, these pigeons is the fuckin' toll
Forget the attic, i fuck her in her basement, the hidey hole
But i dont really love her man, i just wunna fuck her
See how that shit gonigga walk up in this motherfucker
But c-can't look up in that mirror
Call your girl up and meet her/
And her soul flew down not up,
Fuck that shit, i don't give a fuck
My nigga pac, be ready for whatever
Aunt showing up? grabbed her slapped her and snapped her!
Lets see if i can fuck her quicker,
That i will leave earth with her
Got your bitch in her thong no bra on. bout to beat that pussy up, man i dont give a fuck.
Take a puff from the blunt and watch the smoke swirlmy mossberg goes boom, what's another plug
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
You looking for tools to write and share lyrics online?
You're in luck! Get started using RapPad >