Get my fill on with this grandmother named jill
Rockets can't stop me cause i'm north too ill.
You're in the kitchen trying to fix us a hot plate
They got money that they jumpin' on the pole to make
We all need to grow up, don’t matter east, west, north, south
I got a thousand bitches, i'm not too good with vows
Hopped on the pulpit and told them how i was truly blessed
She going crazy round that pole like it a fuck fest
Climb the pole grab that rope and come back whole/
My goal is going gold with out selling my soul
Do you get brains, did you make the honor roll
Mentally losing control, taken the pole,
I'm reppin' my presence like pleasantness from north to south
Should have avoided my temptation instead of my vows
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