I was only joking
In my drawsring, ring, ring
Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin
Half of the time i dont even know what im doing
When i come around i dont fuck around
Quote un-quote backpack still bring them bitches out
Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring
Bawled my fucking eyes out and i dont think that im seeing/
He could own that, shawty, i'mma lease that
Because im remakeing these verses i spit,
When i get to warwick avenue
I spit bars all around you
But i dont fuck around and thats not a lie, im infact bestkind lets go get high
Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die
I would spit them verses on the mic for 3 minutes
From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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