The sex sounds you made behind my bed floor and told me it was just the tv in tend
Making passionate love 'til the daylightplus we about to get evicted, can't pay the rent
It wasn't about the sex
I'm on deck i'm up next
Malcolm sex is the devil's minister
She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her
In the mood for sex they shit bricks when my dicks erect
Bad bitches onlybig bank rolldo it like tonyfuck her friend
That why when he outta town i make sure she is not alone
Having sex till four o'clock in the mourn but u still checking your phone
Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense
Of the sex organs, you better checks smalls den cause unless
And sitting on side are my two sex pistols,
Took her to the club bought her three more bottles
I'm erasing niceness when i ride the subway planning this.
I'm feeling like the realest little nigga in this business
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