Your bitch kind of ugly but she sure fill up them jeans
Way too stoned to make it home so i passed out in the streets
Boy got dollars, pounds or whatever
Shawty eat it make me wanna feed her
Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that
Functioning my beast regiment watch out there specialist hope i make it
Crazed raised off hennesey, tell me will my enemies
I take 'em out their misery, make it harder to breathe
She will never get by, no how no way
Hopin you can make it out, trying everyday
I never wanna settle for this life i'll make it better when i go and then i get it on my own right
Bitches die in a hurry, still i ride, i'm never worriedmr. makaveli tell me to ride and i'mma ride
And they so strong they bustin out the flower pot
Watch your mouth if you wanna make it near top
Holding back the anger i wanna shoot out
Is dc in the house, without a doubt
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