Misses street sweeper creepin again the devils my friend
In life she the wife who was right in that deep end
Walking down the street i got jays on my feet nigga
My t-shirts are bathing, a bathing gorilla
Wolf gang make a white pregnant bitch wan' abort
Wolf of wall street my favourite sport
My other mate michael fucked a street cat
And ya’ll better relax, talking bout that he wack
I was weakened by my own night terrors i was an elm street with no night light,
Niggas diewhen they try to infiltrate my crewwe never hide, we ride
Rolling down the street in my suv
With your flashlight, tell me what do you see
Loc’s on, chucks low, black beanie dogpatron top wash straight from the liquor store
Get to her place 901 3rd street get out my ride and knock on her front door,
I see my nigga named pookie shot on the street.
Developing cavities cause revenge is sweet
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