Talking of the gods you serve
With a ba and a masters
Hit a bitch, gain a stitch
This a roaster, bitch
Do you a need a donation
You can disown him or stone him
And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for
They call you a whore, a bitch, a ho, and a stripper,
Take a kitkat take a break,
You can't learn if mistakes ain't made
A store that dosen't get a
You made me wanna
I'm a winner, i'm a loner.
That damier bag i bought her
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