Go pull out your m i gear from inside the dresser
The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her
Dreamy little bastard, i done ran outta luck now.
Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow
After all the weed....now i m feeling very high...
You can pick apart my raps, i ain’t told ya na’ lie
The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free
I guess now i'm done telling this story,
She shift my gears and whispered in my ear
I m not making u feel that u r my dear...
I am done with your bullshit now, as soon as we break up, you get with another guy
Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die
Now i'm out, done, finished man i'm done with these rhymes
This the revenge of the dicks, that's nine cocks that cock nines
Cause everybody else did it i had to save face
I m gonna fuck u hard and fast like i m in a race
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