Your mother was a baby boomer i fucked her on a table at hooters and passed her to my shooters
Never seen a creator consulting his users all the others are faggots, all the others are losers
Predictable like shit face despicable like me
Ambitious girl, your drive, drives me crazy
Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free
Like it was meant for me/
Bet i get it quick lick make it backflip outta town with some how you gonna act shit
Churn the losers or permissive in the grinder, then throw them in the pacific,
A squad of ignorant losers chilling at a park,
And they wonder why these california earthquakes hit so hard
Like someone starin at me
They say i talk like im god body
To take all those wrongs and make them right
Can fuck me whenever you like
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