Will somebody please show me how
And smoke out with your bum friends, i'm a beast now,
Called life, happiness, liberty, freedom
So slim davy please call up your mum
Keep coming up with funky ass stuff like every single day
Serve you on a tray, but may i present to you a possible way
And i may have let out a gruff.
Wood chain with a jesus
You ain't gettin' dough, don't even come around them
But i will still give your mum my drops of cum
I live my life in tha fast lane
You may have got all the smarts in your brain
May i have your attention please?
I'm hot breeze, snot sneeze
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