Twist another fat sack bout to scorch my lungs black (whys that)
They can't see me, i'm like the team that brought brett back
Take my penis out and try to cram
Pushing in my mama van
Paintin perfect pictures ain't never worked, my misery
Im ridein around with that big 30, these fat bitch's they stay thirsty
Pleased ya wife with my penis twice, i call that d-ja vu
I got killers on my team that’ll get at you
A lot of niggas in my position don’t know as much
And she's the type to booby trap my penis with her cleavage
Riding with the chopper, like it's my friend
Of my penis in hard cement
Men lie. women lie. numbers won't forsaken
My rhymes drive rappers mad hungry like fat bacon,
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