And i got cheeks so apple red they'd make her run for the hills,
These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference
You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done
I mad plus i got a mad shortgun, aim at two niggas and see them both run.
And smacked her so hard i knocked her clothes backwards like kris kross
My self esteem was like me, tall and full of flaws
Well baby bot there ain't no question
Few days back my sister lost her son....
I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her
So i slit her throat and threw her in a dryer
I swear i put this shit down without a gimmick or lie
Tell my mother i love her, kiss baby sister goodbye
My mom screamed at me so i sliced off her tits and said "listen bitch quit havin fits"
Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference
Fucked up, hating ass areas in the world
Of course i raped her pussy first
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