Cigars in these packet car keys after platinum profit
I'm fuckin' paramount, i hope they understand that
I never liked my fifth grade teacher neither!
Though she pop me low, lookin’ for dat beaver
I'm a real producer and you just a piano man
I fucked yo mom in the the back of her van
N we gone keep this shit row these niggas know how i go i do this shit for my folks
I fucked my whore than stabbed her in the heart, like im an indian from indiana jones,
I'm tryna better my chances of becoming a star
I took your girl and sister, had a threesome in my new car
Fucked up preacher fuck all world religion my life is a fucking teacher
Ain't no point in runnin', i'm a nigga, just a little eager
As long as when the check came they got first dibsnow brenda's belly is getting bigger
Cuz imma fucked up nigga, fuck her in the ass then i ate her for dinner
I had messed up childhood, my uncle fucked me in the butt
I want to tie her body up and throw her in my basement
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