Got them thugs with me, yeah, we about that business
Spit a poem or a diss before in your mouth i piss
But somethin' was always missin' like six digits
Income comes cause in your mouth they cum when you suck dicks
Got yo girl in this dick
My bitches pure thick
Cause when you try to sound it out, it leaves a sour taste in your mouth.
I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds
Where i stick my dick out and pork your bitch mouth/
So grab ya friends and let's take ya back to my house
Hit it then i quit it ‘fore she even made the bed
Dick out, cake in mouth, sex sex sex, check her eyes, yup their red,
Remember popping and locking to kurtis blow, the name belts
Now put your mouth on my dick and swallow its contents
But i'm giving it foundation when i write lyric
Stop spittin on this mic please, spend it on your boyfriends dick
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