I surely make it fast and make their ass do the dash
That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last
I say baby just make me cum, then don't make a sound
Never knew a hooker that could share me, i get around
Yeah this new town cannot make
Now a nigga got baking to bake
Cause tears falling down make me ache
Guess what they got a choice to make
New york, va, dc, get paid
There’s money to make
But when we scrap you gon make
What is it gonna take
Success is what i work for, and when them dudes hate
I'm afraid of the destruction i'll make,
Outerworlds fall, stop in cells and make
Let em marinate, you forever late
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