Took her to the club bought her three more bottles
On the couch, wasted giving no fucks
What the fucks you’re voice’s like,
I hope she's goin' home with me tonight
Look, duck goose duck goose, pick a fucking rapper out
I try to be the guy, you think about
Look at ur tits duck are they fake duck
Under pressure i don't sweat like my pores shut
Every time she catch feelings she go throw away the gloves
Your mind's boggled but i'm as deep as donald goines novels
So y'all can know my voice like donald duck
You could call me a freak, i like to get buck, buck
A thug niggas in tha house
Its like a game of cat an mouse,
It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one
Bite the #steely, #damn, like walt becker or donald fagen,
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