Competition on the court
You told me to get lost
Faggot faggot faggot,your minds been lost
Should come with me to get your salad tossed
So say goodbye 'cause the battles lost
Manahattan and 40/40, no 40’s but rose poured
All the time that ive lost no wrist watch
I need henny on the rock, my queen top notch
Oh, not again! another critic writing report
Spiritually ive always been kinda lost,
He appreciates your support
You told me to get lost
In lost for words, the third time i rhymed i was so much taller
Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her
I lost mona,i lost wife
Don't give a fuck, litter life
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