On award tour, on excursions, i'm a virgin of swap meets
I raped her riped her up,on bed sheets supper time big feeds my needs
And i think i like her
All prada, flow is all water
Bitch i'm on fire
And i think i like her
I’m young and wild and i charm our old mother
And i hugged her and told her id miss her,
I run inside yo sister house and shoot that bitch off in her feet
But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep
And smacked her so hard i knocked her clothes backwards like kris kross
Issue your warrant, informant, bitch i’ve been a boss
I got out of the deep end and said to her that i was leaving
I hope you hit me by 3, i'm incoherent by the evening
Cause all you got now is too much room space, shoe space
When i pull out my cock, and slap her in the face.
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