I call em up, they might fall through
For god to come save you
With women with issues
Fuck man, he doesn't save jews
Cause all you got now is too much room space, shoe space
I'm undead, undeniable, unable to save
I brought her #back ,right to my apartment, she was coming #apart man!
It's been a couple months, and tina still ain't perm her fucking weave, damn
With changes coming to a place known to me as home
I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne
And true i’ve seen better times cause i’m getting dough
Coming to me on the down low bout his money slim though
I told her all about how we been living a lie
These rhymes are coming to me like the reception of wi-fi,
Coming in with the steal call me the man with the skills,
Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips
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