Dont ask me howard ill smack dwight of ya lips
But somethin' was always missin' like six digits
Oh, cause when you rich you are on top of the world
Abuse different verses to keep lips pursed
Thick lips and a sick class
So much class, double d’s and ass
If we thinking success is only measured by your money
The impact of our biggest pie bit, weakest priority,
And the v12, that's on various trips
Darker than a fucka lips
Like a myme trying to get his point across moving his lips.
And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks
... club, we'll be actin' real nice
Bitch screaming i want this cream-pie tease,
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