Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her
Take my girls out the house. leave em on the corner.
I feel like quasimoto with all this shit on my shoulders
I keep on puffing till my chest hurts ill keep on chatting up these girls
Now i see you talking on the phone to all the other girls,
This ain’t for all and every people, don’t compare me to rappers
I want to fill up nightclubs with men and women boys and girls
Little women be mommas, little niggas ain’t fathers
Big booty girls whining on me so slow
The sun gives light cause it is the window
Everybody judging off a single i ain't even pick
Without ssc i feel misery, girls want to hop on my dick,
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