And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see
While you were sitting with your new chaps mocking at me - may be
Arm out the window screaming money ain't a thangcall it automatic bang, bang, bang
Picking food out the trash while your mum is fucking a hobo next to the trash can
Sitting and waiting for a reply she stayed the night
Fucked your broad cause my game tight, sit ringside at the main fight
When we fuck she say
A foster mum while they
Expecting things to go they way while sitting with they feet up
He said you're better without him, i'm not the only fuck
Bring that dude to life day, he wasn't at the meeting
Sitting on the roof and yell fuck everything
She hooks up with the guy, chatting with him on facebook,
Yeah, inglewoodinglewood always up to no good
Y’all millhouse, blew y’all head
Sitting there in his bed,
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