And anto don't mess with me oh wait you got that
Passionate in that sack, passionate with this rap
Ima lay it down and have myself a taste
Scratch my back all of that it get s me crazed
Tell me, if you lived in poverty all of your life you wouldn't really talk money,
That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see
You remind me my ex, cause you both know how to blow/
The roc to allido, they all believe me though
Bitch don´t fuck with me, i´ll murder you that´s for free.
I kill me just like you from the back you'll see
And let me remind you, i don't give a fuck who you are,
Weekend trippin to wherever, only heaven is far
You are living proof that god has a sense of humor.
Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her
And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush
Your career are over like mary j bilge in rock of a-g-e-s
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