Finish line with the tire marks
Stop and look at the charts,
Every day i wake, i look as high as i can and just pray
But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play
Body bad as hell, her vagina is heaven
Maybe one day i can look at my son
The sirens are gone, shit, i just stand and i look at the bridge...
And fleeing the sceneon rufus, my evil walrus, bitch
She better shed a couple tears when she come through
But then i look at you and i saw the view
Moms really getting mad when i call you that
That yellow thing no one can even stand to look at,
Leave all they clothes on, baby this ain't so hard
I look at others and wonder what they want,
I sit and dont say a word i just look down at my blouse
So it’s more for me, she invited me in her mouth
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