They say i walk around like i got a s on my chest
Number ten, i just went and fucked your ass up friend
How beautiful are thou, africa
You ain't rich, you're a snitch, and you broke nigga,
Hey clyde to make your house come here now because
Kidnap a dt, tie his ass to a cross
I’m sorry i fucked your sister
Poke out from behind her
Now let me thunder fuck your minds til you become mind fucked,
All the bad strippers gotta greet me with the government
You crossed the line fucked with mine and now your shit outta luck
Thick legs, big ole jugs legs stick like rims on the truck
C u fucked my life so i turned to the drug life
She don't really care about anyone advice
Or fuck my enemies bitch, acting bad and getting rich
Double s shit, swastikas on the letterman, bitch
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