Covered the room in splattered red,
You already know you're dead
Hoes row got beans in them
Monday in my room again
Turn a good vagina into a typhoon
Wrapped myself in plastic and lit candles in the room
'cause every night she studies hard in her room
Made some moves, now i'm known to spit december in june
You left because i gave you too much room.
I'm not moving like a cartoon
But i was wrong, baby girl sung another tune
I first saw you from the back of the room
Monday in my room again
Had to wear the 13's with them
Monday in my room again
What the fuck happened to rap when
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