He throws up every single bit of his hell
All because i heard that he was talkin' to danielle
Ain't a fucking party until someone throws up
But that throat she got have a nigga stuck
I take em home, fuck her, get high and never call again
Her boyfriend, she throws the phone against the wall out of anger then
Yeah, them niggas spittin' while i'm dishing out a typhoon
Til next time bitches peace. (throws up deuces) (and exits room)
Will i ever sell a ticket? will i ever sign for a milli
Lemme see them big titties, don't be actin' sadidy you're not pretty
To speak from the soul and just leave it with them
So let me grab the milli and pad with the pen/
Body doze, who ? give em karate blows
Bitch i'm ballin' like i'm comin' off of free throws
My bitch: she educated, walking college grounds
Jeans sagging down, magazines, milli rounds,
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