Yeah the coach used to say i was awesome, right
Like her tight bright pink ripe smitten that i have no invite,
Falls, rub my balls, on your mom’s pink draws
And i can't help but stare, cause
Ain't nobody checking for your garbage
Fuck you little pussy ur cheeks are pink, 218 bitch.
When we ride!it's the imperial serial killer
Merely lettin the scent from your stinky raps linger,
I’m tryna have them lips sync, milli vanilli shit
She bout that life ha that pink panther lean she sip
Cus if you ask me, it's all about the pink and the green
Cheated on light skin dominique when we was seventeen
Shop at saks fifth like it's a target
Eye all pink, and cut to shit,
Can't think straight rant pink crate
Wu-tang gangbanged it, meth ate
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