I love that hour glass shape you got up on that frame
Thought i could get inside, pick apart his brain
For the dough you'll be like doe, stuck at home
I could handle this on my own
I never thought that, i could say, that i could one day be bigger than any price i'd pay
Fuck tha policewon't fly away, thug, till i dieyou wonder why i'm made this way
I could go on and on and on for hours,
Penncounting pennys over tha years
The moment she put it in her mouth, i thought that i could last for a while
So i'm hurting. me effort is apparent she not fertile
To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money
Must you go on a shopping spree cuz i could count to three you'll bump into tree
At first i thought i was a knight on a stallion horse
They calling me often to offer me walls
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