Dick out, cake in mouth, sex sex sex, check her eyes, yup their red,
Hungry like the nigga who ain't got the taste of fame yet
You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for
Malcolm sex is the devil's minister
Too much sex appealing.
Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing
And in love with her, lets have sex
Monday through monday we be cashing checks
They'll have to rename this one
Call me malcolm sex or tyson
Cold world no blanket son
Malcolm sex, the next eminem
Just who is malcolm sex
I'm on deck i'm up next
I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs
Listen son,these rhymes wont even get you dick,forget sex
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