Her body's been paranormal since buying that pair of titties, look
Real shit, twisted and sick feel me bitch? ill kill ya quick im itchin to put
Sang sittin there kickin it with malcolm, 'til the day came
It don't matter how many random letters you put in ya name,
You gonna find ya self in the trauma center,
But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her
Unload the click-clack to ya fit cap
We never tattle, let god handle that
Slit throat put a wide hole in ya skull bigger then the size of ring rolls.
Best stay away when the door closed, i show up with four hoes
Keep your heads up high
Lifes a bitch than ya die,
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