Bruises from tip-to-toe and as he grows his bubble-wrap smalls.
Flyer than the rest of ‘em, i hold the beat to reinforce
Grows stronger, like it don't belong here
I just had to ask, tell me if it's real
And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for
As i spit the flame grows higher and higher,
Thinks he's the tits but that crap's fallacious, tremendously heinous
You can't act like no bitch that only got tyler perry famous
Jackin my minidick to fake big tits and blondes
T.i. literally wanted to shoot up the charts
I'm with your girlfriend eating chips
The ones that have the big tits
But somethin' was always missin' like six digits
I got pics of this bitch with her little tits
Go and get it motherfucker, if you murder kids
This rap suppose to be a kiss to your mom tits
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