Ya'll don't move em' you dudes is at that slow pace
When i pull out my cock, and slap her in the face.
Like damn mama the reason i work hard
Everyday lay it out with all my heart
Her world with my limp beatin cock,wrapped in a sock,
Couple of foreign cars that i ride, no top
Ain't nothin funny, fuck a joke
Swaying with whatever rock my boat
And when they try to get parental and start talkin' loud
With my ex girlfriends still trying to dig they way out
Catch your mom in my home, with my cock,
And i don't make no bed rock
Running out of time your hour glass collided with my ill mind,
Said i'll return but i gotta fight the fate's arrived
I'm the best, even when i'm cynical
Peace out, salute with my middle
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