And he gotta fresh twist cause he cool with my bitch
Hop off my dick and make a fucking sandwich
He was my brother to, playing call of duty with him at night way past two,
Yessir, lets have a toast for the girls that you offer them ones but they ain't let you
I love you and im sorry then her eyes closed as he is holding her lifeless
And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love
Gotta get hutch cuz he makes me lunch,
My mama smoked so god damn much
You are water wild so i guess your pussy empty
Smoke a blunt with him remanissin bout how well he know me
One day a bed
He keeps him in the shed,
Life is a bitch so a g can't sweat her
He does what he needs to do and makes it better
Nor he can take me in heaven neither he can force him in his show,
Though i know a couple niggas tryna hem my long jeans joe
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