I was being an ass
No one-half and i hate math
A couple of hookers, nice ass
I can get straight to the cash
Shame on ya'll, you tryna ball with the game on pause
Wack ass pawns- no stacked stats drawn- half ass prawns
But i let off everything i have
That are targeted at your ass.
Fuck being an architect and kissing ass,
Cocaine, he had that game in a smash
Your life is a product of trash
Toilet paper to wipe my ass
Before i kick your ass
She graduated top of the class
My man got a feel for your ass
So chase the air hide your stash
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