That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free
Picks it up to call back to tell him that she loves him with her body
To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free
She grabbin on my sack, she sucked my d, after i ate her v,
But the fifteen credits had a nigga off track
Boy would come back because she forgave that
She hopes that happy-feeling can last her through out the day
I got a question for ya, little somethin to say
Getting head counting bread, at the same down time
She hopes on my dick just to waste sometime
Wrote my first rap and gave up, 'cause that wasn't enough to bring my name up.
Now this counselor is trying to tell me that i'm emo, she don't give a fuck
She gave his mate the same looks that she gave to him
Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin
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