Come with me, to madrid thats where real play
He didn't answer her he just looked away
Thinking he wont goddamnit he will
Dope enough to snort crack and sit the fuck still
He can split he can bend
See, you're my best friend
Get my fill on with this grandmother named jill
Thinking he wont goddamn it he will
He lost his tact so he backed and the mirror he smacked,
That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last
When he thought he could do this was he on coke
Hoping that mama would sympathize cause she broke
He got you sick, he takes the mix
They bringing me fish and chips
Them other niggas smoke, they ain't this high
Some days he just wishes he could die
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