Convertibles with turbo jets
And in love with her, lets have sex
I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs
Of you wannabes rapping bout thugs,drugs, and sex,
I stay awake , dreaming for sex
Monday through monday we be cashing checks
You would bet on malcolm sex
Leave the keys with that bitch, jets
And i got a foot fetish, so i probably have sex with your toes
And a nigga have ‘em beefin’ on who gon' twist up my new growth
Amen, they say you only live once
And sitting on side are my two sex pistols,
Bitches these days have sex so much and end up with so many fucking kids
It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks
Momma saying daddy a sex addict and a piece of shit/
Pete wilson trying to see us all broke, i'm on some bullshit
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