This bitch is badi dream of pockets full of bands
Need it in my hands, and i need it in my pants
Back to square one again, watching these titties wobbling with great,
I'm spittin hungry like ain't shit up on my dinner plate
Saggy pants an vacant faces,
Thought this was forever love
From that. from where i come from, can't even afford pants.
But it made me the man i am today, thanks
Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my hands
Two for the pads, and two to take down your momma's pants
Fifty grand in my pants like ivy smith
With some lesbians that don't know english
The heart of a lion but i’m a tiger wood look in there
My lungs are filled with tar, i just keep smoking that marb red square,
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