Hoes show me love, niggas give me props
A washed up queer licking tampoons out your moms
Speaking heart with a conscious, talking to you
A bird swooped to the tree of truth, carried and flew,
So i can tear down a fuckin tree,
Hopin' that my niggas see
Okay today i was the freshest in my area
Im spitting licking wet hoes dripping im sicker then a
Height of my lean, tall as a palm tree
So gon' and be my dealer baby
Third ward general, young cash money
Like water is to a tree,
The good kid from the ugly city
Like an apple from a tree
Im gonna knock yo ass down like a heavy tumbling tree
Grandma called, see me on the billboards around the city
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