Niggas dumb to be braggin bout that stupid shit
Dont matter the age or sex long as they view it
But the fifteen credits had a nigga off track
And malcolm sex is shitting on the crap
Malcolm sex is the devil's minister
I stop and stare at the younger
Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised
Faces, sex on the white sand beaches of saint thomas, though this ain't
Sex time in the clutch you already know i deliver,
But she sure can get you high if the coke let her
The ones talkin bout sex, money, && wrappers
Penncounting pennys over tha years
And than i sucked the blood out his body like a tick
Feeling like it’s ramadan and i just need a bite quick
Tired of making money, i'm on to making history
Vampire diaries, once upon a time and sex and the city
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