And that was when i was in the eighth grade
Whats gonna be on the dinner plate,
When the club gets played
Like an old paper plate
Step up to the plate if you think you can do better
I'll kiss you just a little, i promise it's forever
We would like to call this an appreciation tape
All within me, that's a lot on my plate.
Two dyke jawns but tonight they straight
When i eat off ya plate
And he's the only nigga in this particular grade
Churches with dirty pastors my people pass the collection plate
{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her
I want a full plate then another plate after
You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done
So who gonna step up to the plate now? are you the chosen one?
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