And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see
As we try to stop all the shit that's on tv
But we having sex tonight
Spot tv ona late night
And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see
When you probably live with your mom, and can't pay for tv
I miss my cable tv
Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free
I'm putting myself on the map you are officially in my trap like moths to light bitch
Well give me grab iti was born inside a love zonewith a glock-nine young marriage
There once was a man with a tv for a had
It's blacc friday and i'm glad to be black
Picked up the tape, the whole tv too
I'm here tryin' to pull you through
Your bitch is a hood bitch you can find up in these streets
Because the baller lifestyles were all they showed on tv screens,
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