I leave a hater like he lost a watermelon fight
My sister comes from the side, flickin’ on the light
Rookie you couldn't even call my sister a hooker
Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for
I’m tryna vibe with ya so won't you throw me your phone number
Fucking your mother 'n' sister with a banana in a rubber
Keep your mouth locked, screwed and glued
I'm a brute, your sister blow my flute,
Splitting swisher's on the porch with my sister
Too late now we're friends, i surely prefer
By the little camera thing on the fuckin' mac book
My sister said she likes my raps cause it sounds good
I'm mystical with shit to turn your sister to a whore
That i got sexy ladies so back up some more
Don't even see my blood mother, brother, father, sister, whatever
We're out with the stars, you're on your way to the best night ever
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