Fuck what they selling, it's reality living in the mirror
Round two, you're asking me to eat you for dinner
We both had dreams of being great
Whats gonna be on the dinner plate,
Eatting up weak rapers like its dinner
Growing up, your dreams are getting bigger
I take her to dinner then we fuck in that king
Octopussy special effect the wet bitches be banging
You know...you know who you are
I wonder, if there is any dinner
My chances were shallow somehow i'm so deep
Put you on my dinner plate,bitch you sweet
Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for
Trynna scavenge on the streets for some trashy dinner
‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir
I'm with three girls at once, call it a 3 course dinner/
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