Call me up late while im on drugs
Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts
I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king
On my dick, feel the sting, this is where drugs sling,
He looked up at me like i was crazy, i said listen man
I'm full of smoke and drugs, blood always smeared on my rug, building up an
I nevermind a mind beyond vagina
Not the drugs, but on tracks and i'm still a
And blacks are lazy thugs on crazy drugs and welfare,
And all these bitches that i hung with ain’t doing too well
And get me some more drugs
Good kids make bad grown ups
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