Your last man was semi pro
You fuck around and get killed hoe
Apparentally it make you argue morethe more things you throw
Well, total honesty, between you, your boss and me, you horny hoe
When i'm knocking, you better run hoe!
Friend or foe, niggas still can't tie the lace though
Control our mental states, settle down and set it straight
You could not afford a hoe mate, how would you support a soul mate
When you fuck up there is a reason dont blame your wife
Married to this rap shit, tell em' throw the rice
I'm eating real good, no soup for you
Abrakadabra a hoe or two
The other was you being a stocky hoe,
Got ten on the floor, stop playing with flow
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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