Y'all be in love, like the howard crowd
This was biggest shit was thinking about..
Wasn't mine, but that's enough about my shit
Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split
I put that nigga in his casket
Im not all about that fake shit
I'll tell you true stories, how i coldly hold heat
All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed
And if you got it you gettin wet, nigga bet on that
Makin major statements about outrageous crazy shit
Monday through monday we be cashing checks
I stay awake , dreaming for sex
Talk shit about the clique,
Yea i'm missin some sleep
In the mood for sex they shit bricks when my dicks erect
The only difference is it comes back, full effect
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