So i grab her by the hands and hold her down to the bench
Fuckin' with my people well that's called the heath ledge
Checking to see if she was still alive so i poked her with a stick,
I don't care about your drive unless you talkin' ridin' dick
I figured out that it don't matter for real
She loves it when i rap in to her ear
Oughta eat the bitch with salt and wash it down with a gallon of water
Begging me to quit rap, but i'm just not ready to let it loose for her
When i was on the rise
She's flawless like some uncut ice
Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow
It was diseased with diseases but i cant fall down now
Begging me to quit rap, but i'm just not ready to let it loose for her
So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are
Got so lit thought i was a kid and hid it; didn't want santa to see
Lips, hips, hair drops down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy
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