Weed for the swisher, tea mixed with liquor
Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her
Givin' 'em a wet, welcome to the house of pain
The social outcast but everybody knew his name.
Don’t let me talk about the deal ones
Saying that we need some changes
Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring
While psychologists prod and probe and keep saying
Not to keep going for me but for the liquor
She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her
Off this liquor with a stripper
Myself as a prominent figure
But a couple shots of it got a nigga on stuck
Commercially murk the beat with courtesy when i show up
I be gettin' money
Yo man bars part number three
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