Gold bottles, lot of bitches
I've gotta stop this...
Make room for the groom married to his music
It's impossible to get this thick bitch off my dick
Cause this is how i feel when i ain’t rappin on the mic you bitch
I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge
So drop the slam and lets get sick
Got yo girl in this dick
Got done suckin this dick
Still listen to big
How the fuck can you call this bitch a bloke
I bet you've never seen a pig fly, nope
What's that? you want this dick?
Killing these niggas off quick
So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are
There is no way you can stop this fire sparking it up like i'm a lighter
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