Where we spent days learning to spell dog
Came from the bottom, aiming for the top
With the dog comin’ to pee
Walk that body, talk that body
Watch with 30 rocks in it no peacock, a little nbc talk
And your grieving because you were fucking screwed dog…
My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee
Would have to work on his curls at the gym, his cat too smelly
And if you got money man the head is amazing
While blazing that smelly fragrance, as i am pacing
Where are you gonna go, dog
And i listen to thought
Everyone looking to me like i had it made dog,
I scream and jump around on couches while you sit and talk
Best be prepared for the outlaws
Like a dog without paws,
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