Growin up all i wanted was a father figure
Shes your sister, you eat that for dinner,
Everybody watching while you touching real money
That's your sister, gf, wifey, if you found out i bet you'd hate me
Your music in the car
Who do you think you are
It dont matter who you are
The engine in back of my car
I’m coming back like light-skin and
Why are you crying, are you frightened.
I’m sorry i fucked your sister
And then along came the wrong man for her
Are you stupid or are you polluted?
He could own that, shawty, i'mma lease that
Model bitches is on line like "beliebers" on twitter
So don't worry about me fuckin' your sister,
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