Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods
So i wanna see what kinda fucked up shit is in yours
I'ma go so hard on your head, you be feeling like you're high 'n' shit
I am sick of women treatin' niggas like that lotto ticket
I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her
She drowned, so i fucked her and used her blood for bath water/
She got perfect proportions playin em like organs
Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips
At this love thing toe to toe
Going so hard like bone marrow
To look at you is painful, cuz i ain’t seen you naked
Boss shit she no she mean as shit but she actin like a kid
But yo shit poo and yo breathe smell like hamburger helper
Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for
Looked to the heavens and asked him to make a better way
(ball so hard) that shit cray, ain’t it jay? what she order, fish filet?
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