You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes
Listen son,these rhymes wont even get you dick,forget sex
Malcolm sex, there is no doubt
Baby heading down a cloud
Bruno mars gay ass trying to play with my dick. listen.
This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son
Dick out, cake in mouth, sex sex sex, check her eyes, yup their red,
Why? cause i really didn’t wanna get my shit wet
What you tripping on?see, i'm the spoiled chick
My sex out this world she call me martion dick
You would bet on malcolm sex
Sweet, okay makes sense
Leave the keys with that bitch, jets
All the girls wanna have sex
I hope you prayed, unless your gay
Of an odyssey, i’m a block away
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