I make fun of faggots, nerds and fatties
You make a nigga sing songs nice
Now you spell iti say young money bitch forever
Everyday day at school people makes fun of her,
Plus that's only just a handful, tons of other names,
Okay you have em in amazement; switching four lanes
Get the scoop on the cologne, belt, and shoe section
Make fun of my raps, it was an expression
You can all get hit and we ain't lenient to women
'til the thrill of killing animals was no longer fun.
I told him get his 9 and run
Spilling blood of rappers, oh what good fun/
Fastest rising star on this pad of worthless names
Straight geechi on her, came back with eighty chains
Kids are making fun of me and my feelings are still not tore
Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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