Yo mamas so black her tits are filled with grape flavored silicone
That why when he outta town i make sure she is not alone
The flow hot nasty like a couple siracha flavored used rubbers/
And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth
He buy the benz where acres and crazy real estate
No, i ain't, glazed donuts for luncheon, on my plate.
Your content is fucked up,what the fuck is gay tea?
I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money
It's roc nation, this my team
Tummy hungry for the dull green
I dream of makin green/
Man this life is but a dream
Killed legendary opponents, rap is to me as cops are to donuts
See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was
Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see
I'm over the fact, that i'm not your cup of tea,
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