My bitch more sophisticated cause she like to smoke
Then i slammed her on her back 'til her vertebrae broke
To the homestead suites to drink liquor
Sit back, kick your feet up, find a cat and pet her
Omo niaja get em' higher
And i think i like her
And there's little to be glad for
I used to trust, believed her
Then i grab my binder, that’s when i wanted to find her
So tell em parappa the rapper nigga rap harder
I beat up ya wifey, find me drumming on her spine.
Wolf gang pete and gon' live, running outta time
Fuckin bitches chasing paper
I will neva wife her
Not too many is touching, double m g this summer
Then i grab my binder, that’s when i wanted to find her
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