And when i'm done with her, ain't no other male to compare
Your story is unwanted and twisted like pubic hair
Hit man? shit man, i could look down the cross hair
She tried to call home mom dukes ain't care
I say my prayers cause this life ain’t fair
Gotcha lips baby while i pull your hair
Like whips n chains give me brain pull your hair
Please, just peep the crystal method where
But i still got that flow in my hair,
Cause you slum dawg and i'm the millionaire
Everybody put three fingers in the air
Look what i got here, color black is my hair
We both grown and i dont care
So keep dreaming and whipping ya hair,
Like lindsay lohan's vagina hair
The way they hit her i just stop and stare
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