Ask me to make him talk im make the prick sing
Are you comingto the point that your running
But then we would make-up
Some niggas ain't got no luck
Make the mother fucker melt
Hold up yea we the best
Stored in his mind to make,
Cause tears falling down make me ache
Or maybe the right choice you'd make
Now a nigga got baking to bake
Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably
Hustling tryna make this p
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