While i am poppin' like a snappin' crack
But still you had the same look ya had,
Dinner time she bring a friend, write my shit so vicious
I know people had it worse, but i had it bad enough
Track and field with the birds, i’m running em like track
Nizer than the fagots that cha ever had
I believed in us pretending we never had
My nigga co-bizzy virginia is back
Top dropped down, black on black
About times that we've had
Control is what you had me under
The only time i flirt with her
Pops had his flaws, had a fuckin problem and lost so much/
When he see the jugs he will wanna rush to get a quick touch
Your dad's purple heart now hangs over his ashes
Till he's had a girl he can say is truly his,
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