I'm feelin' chris childs, you lookin' like kobe bryant jaw
Gripping my balls screaming out fuck the law
My balls die for the thug life
... club, we'll be actin' real nice
Im gettin this paper and shoot it at hatas call it paper balls
It is endless, you're defenseless, i see your inner thoughts,
It ain't gon' be no back and forth
'cause i had the strength and balls
Cut out your livers gizzards and balls
They left the keys to the brand new porsche
Tryna see if real lyric spittin can buy me a porsche
The lids of his eye's up, showing big burning #balls
I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh
You can use your balls and fuse it into a vagina.
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