Your raps don"t even rhyme!
She take two man one time
They love it when i come around
And i don’t take no dames out
Bitches talk to me, and they send you niggas postcards
Lighter, and i could fuck around and let you meet my sparks
You don;t thin anymore
Look, viewin life from the 36th floor
The bittersweet of life, of life
I love my life, and i love my wife
And get the cake, then i'll tell them that's the winners pay
When i come around all the kids they run away,
And all the pathetic scumb in town, i felt all the love around,
Hatin’ niggas? chalk em out. go on, get the coffin out
For christ's sake, i stabbed my wife and my two kids!
That's the capital of ghana for you idiots
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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