Move on, life goes on, so let's keep goin', momma
Lucky seven probably poppa
I just wanna keep it real
So blast off i'm outta here
Ho, ho, goes, père noël in his little mufuckin fat ass clothes clothes, so so
You know your son a asshole, but i hope you got those stacks though
Im about to spit oh shit girl here it goes,
Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose
So here are your instructions
The jiggas and the tips
Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips
But here we show, there it goes, i remember gas stations,
Take you home, let you sleep in my clothes
So this how it goes, they takin heros votes
The past goes by so fast and it never last
Fast money like zakat al-fitr, break fast
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