Or know them testament verses
Who cares about hearts and love
Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit
Momma saying daddy a sex addict and a piece of shit/
Leave the keys with that bitch, jets
Me and your mum had rough sex
Money and sex, gore-tex donna karan and guess
Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process
My life is a wet dream, and everynights a sex scene
I got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team
And they say we don't know love
Then i said i had enough
A depressed mess accepting empty sex and left bereft of love expressed
When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest
Sweet, okay makes sense
And we havin' rough sex
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