George bush denied it, now look at the problem you've created
All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit
One ill cop scars to back/ he gets whipped and whipped but he won't crack/
Every visit to neimans, i swear don't even see a tag
Dicks whipped out of our kecs, watch the crowd retreat and freeze,
And danced around the house in all-over print panties
They whipped 'til they ripped his skin and almost had him torn in two
You need but now.. he ain't even takin care of you
He gets so frustrated
How bout we blow this bit
While your family gets disgraced
But, shorty i'm far from a saint
They saying you're george rush, it's unanimous
See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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