I need a 17 car garage
Sk for dinner and forget to floss
So i find a girl and slap her
The plight of a rapper or whatever
And he, what's his name, earl
And once i met a good girl
I finally got a girl, mom!/
Full of shit, like i ate that john
Ybm and emp it's like we brothers
Think i need a new purse
To why i have a bad girl good girl i cant find her
Let the crowd choose who can fucking last longer
But i didn't need a crusade.
Wu-tang gangbanged it, meth ate
Think i need a new purse
Strumming my pain with his fingers
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