And a fridge and some broccoli
It ain't hard to make money
Talking about the god you serve
And their mothers and fathers
, iffy and pitiful , shitty and beautiful,
Ddd-did i stutter the missing piece of the puzzle
And don't ever (and don't ever)
You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir
Slice and slash, bite and gnash, bite and mash, fight and smash,
With the dickerson mask would be getting in the ass
And you nervous cause ya ass probably feel different
And my tongue stay flicking, over clits and fucking lips and
And get it again and again
Vijay singh and all of them
This how i hear it different
What i do, through and through and
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