Had a woman bust it taking that matter right
One slut won't satisfy my appetite to my delight/
Then the world ain't no trick no more
But she’s a slut she’s whore
Oh, slow. make it flow...down by the river and crying all over the pit. that slut
This high powered cell at the county jailpunk judge got a grudge, can't post no bail, what
Fucking slut, mutt... maybe if you didn't rut
Fuck a cold sore, getcha getcha own cup
And i ain't shallow, material things suppress bad luck
Only way yall getting pussy is if you call up a slut
Kicked the door down to murder this divorced slut
And i'm strollin' down south like good luck chuck
I don't really know what the fuck's in my cup
I dont give a fuck about nothing slut!
I stab you in the gut and than fuck your slut
How can niggas blame us, i am not ashamed but
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