She said "bitch, he aint got a #dick to him,
So if it comes down, may the best man win
Three quarter bills later
She said no one can stop her
In one way or another
She said i should tip her
She always said he's mine.........
Slow whine, my gyal, slow whine
That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free
She said it was my fault that he caressed my 9 year old body/
The scars that buried deep within his writs, she started to plead and ask him why he said
An eighth of grape ape hella joints to the head got my eyes all varsity red
Dreamin on a lullaby
To his faith, he said goodbye
In the club like fuck it, though
She said she’s from the ghetto
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