Shots, they back and forth
Sittin on bowling balls
My balls buff like he-man
Nigeria inspired the talk drum
We pray while we prey on competition
Soaked smelly t-shirt, let my heart do a spin.
I call her, no answer
Your balls necro butcher
My balls die for the thug life
I'm the author for gangsters, tough guys
Hot whips somethin cold on my feet
#smelly to the #feet, #fleet, #fighting to #defeat
His nuts so big, bitch he sitting on his balls
Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts
Of that funky, chunky, smelly green shit.
Double m-g not to mention we got that
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