Homie popped up with about twenty bags and
Rocks in my mouth serve as a testament.
Hundred racks of hundreds in the stash house
I got more gold, shinin in my mouth
I put some cash in ya pocket
I bust in her mouth, she sucking my tip
Squares of paper in your mouth, why?
Never had a chance to try
Now nigga, look what hell madevisions of cops and sirens, niggas open fire
The moment she put it in her mouth, i thought that i could last for a while
A fucking love dirty south gold grill in my mouth
To read for seven pounds, you must release several pounds
My bullet will get stuck in your mouth
Secrets r hidden within the clouds
They like talking, its like gossip
Give it to her raw, dont stop til i nut
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