Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips
Master tactician at work, crafting compositions
And then along came the wrong man for her
I don't wanna obey the master
With my cynical laughter, i got the blaster to his head
Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead
It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her
On top of saturn, i'm sending shots from my rocket blaster
Send him the voicemail cause we all the way gone
Master at beer pong coming from hong kong
Well its the microphone blaster skill advance enhancer
Synthesizer, i'm the mothafucking master
Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her
Well its the microphone blaster skill advance enhancer
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