I got the cookie-cutter, mami the pepper spray
Eighth grade i got a message on facebook from a gay,
[darren is a gay friend, but he's cool, so don't write hateful comments]
Remember popping and locking to kurtis blow, the name belts
It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see
Your content is fucked up,what the fuck is gay tea?
You ain't gay, yo a lesbian
So now she picks up the gun
Sipping moscato with models having exotic dishes
You try to stray from the gay image, but put cream where your face is?
But this is not gay porno.. you gaylord
Manahattan and 40/40, no 40’s but rose poured
Don't try to blow me, you fucking gay
Come with me, to madrid thats where real play
Round my motherfuckin way
You think im gay gay, what the hey hey
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