But instead i got a sister, just like me with her mister nada
After they lower your casket i'll smack the pastor that viewed ya
On the ceiling after a boob shoot of the milf of my pastor
It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her
You gon' tip her
In front of the pastor
I chase cheese i get it, nothing but cream i'm getting
Knocked a blue belt pastor at mass tried to get me to sing
Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed
Bad bitches onlybig bank rolldo it like tonyfuck her friend
All the while the thin line i was walking on would dip lower below the edge barely hanging on,
Or the doggone casanova double teamin maria sharapova with the don juan
I'll keep cursing the pastor calling him worse than a cancer
But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her
Feeling like a pastor on the road back from damascus
Alias, mussolinimentally unstable, "g" status
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