Niggas lookin like larry holmes, flabby and sick
Without ssc i feel misery, girls want to hop on my dick,
Girls on the street asking for numbers
Talking about the god you serve
Don’t let the blind leading
A break from what you hearing
Take my girls out the house. leave em on the corner.
Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her
Teens turn to annoyed zombies and feast on the boys in abercrombie
And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see
I been waiting to blow up for a long damn time
Fine girls with fine asses sipping on some nice wine
That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free
Pissing on girls like r-kelly, feeding them my jelly
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