Come here rude boy, boy
Go play with your sex toy
Quit dreamin, we aint gonna have sex
Convertibles with turbo jets
Cause i rather shatter the skittish cats
Know it good when she go no hands
Real cats come out with aks not whack snippets
Needed coke, needed dope, yea, i gave her a fix
But on the other hand i don't understand why you got other plans
Remember jack? theirs a reason i only hang with the dogs, not the cats/
Monday through monday we be cashing checks
I stay awake , dreaming for sex
While you were playing playstation, my pencil was erasing lines
With a trail of dead mic's cause these wack cats get stopped like red lights.
Not too many is touching, double m g this summer
Young, nigga having sex many ways with your mother.
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