Used to have this white bitch, she looked like madonna though
Last nail, robbing you of your cuticles, and your music flow
‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing
We robbing the hot topic and dropping
Ironic shenanigans, you the merry men i'm robbing/robin you
And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true
Your mind likes, robbing you of the spotlight
Walk blind into a line or fight
Hit the green like running backs with no yards
All the other rappers are simple like retards
Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips
So robbing for objects of opulence ain't worth the consequence,
But nah, he is quite different
Young retards fill up my teams and
Where they take the retards and pile them
What the fuck happened to rap when
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