Imagine living in a dream
The bitches is everything in between
Ya’ll be highly obliged when i drop my shit
Im in her white house like a politic
To livin in a house with food my stomach
Bitch-made since 6th grade, he need his rope cut
Should have avoided my temptation instead of my vows
Than other people do in their entire house
They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win
There’s a house on fuller street that they say he moved in
So he takes a dick pic, but its so small you cant see it in the image
Be beside, lord, just give the right to desire or admire such
Like a small garage in your backyard
Heath ledger said the nights gonna be dark
So it’s more for me, she invited me in her mouth
Im there halfway, tripping in the half house
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