Head to the sheets where you strip in front of me
It ain't personalstrictly business, baby
Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump
Niggas be telling me how you make niggas in the strip clubs cum in frequent
And the headrest had to have about eight thorns
Serve me 'cuz hip-hop degrades you, bitch i'll strip your corpse,
If you wanna see a rapper, click my page n see,
Bought a brand new car for my after party
I know they gon' see me unless they senile
And you could strip me from my pride and my smile
Nothing can be cant you see
Knowing you can no longer party
It all makes sense you see?
Don't worry bout a thang baby
Ridin’ round, and this bitch dirty
But you dont fucking see
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