Now i m getting bored and started to write this shit...
If she cook and keep her vagina like a secret
Go crazy when she hear music
This flow so slow, i`m so slick,
In private, not public in the streets
I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds
I'm a, p-i-m-p, like fiddy explained
And i feared that my fans say i failed
I got killers on my team that’ll get at you
Scram i;m done with you piece of shit boo
Words flouous, too many, i make that super
You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir
If we thinking success is only measured by your money
I'll leave a z on your bottom right after i poke you~sexy zee,
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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