Chop his balls off and use his skin to make a baby coat
And i know u cant handle this heavy lyrical load
When i get to warwick avenue
U say u fuck with me i dont fuck u
Yeah u already know
Ran outside to see the big show
Livin' off ya dreams like christina uh-milian in the front seat
So know that's a clue ya that's the cheat i love u ,you're the girl i need
And u know my number just give it a call if u wana brawl
Hittin your door while your car's spinning, hitting the wall
Im killing multi syllables u little dudes dont know what the fuck ur listening
Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring
U ask for forgivness i know we all ain't holy st. john
Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don
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